I don't know what it was, me reading slower than normal or something else. But the movement of someone walking past the window drew my attention. It was Zane again, he seemed to be wearing different clothes than what I had just seen him in and he had spiked his hair.
Spiked hair looked good on him. I almost got up to go say hello, but he got into a car and left. Just like before something told me I wasn't correct about what I felt. I just pushed it off for the time being and went about my day. It wasn't until I got home that I realized what had been off about seeing Zane today.
The threads, it wasn't the thread that usually reacted when Zane was around, the thread attached to Zane was the middle one, when I saw the person? people? the threads on the other sides of the middle thread. This bothered me for a bit, the two people I saw today looked exactly like Zane, just with shorter hair, but they couldn't be because Zanes thread was the middle thread.
I had to figure this out, and I didn't want to bother Zane by calling or texting him just to ask if he was a triplet. It was an odd thought that there were three men out in the world as good looking as Zane. It was even weirder to think that for whatever reason she was attached to all three of them. What could it mean? Why can't she remember anything from six years ago, before the accident, before losing my memories.
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