"Send me your number. I'll give him a ring tomorrow."

“Thank you so much." A sigh of relief escaped Ariana's lips. She could finally release the tension that had been furrowing her brow.

A moment of acknowledgment passed between them before the line went off.

Lowering her phone, Ariana found herself entranced, caught between the eerie resemblance of that voice to Theodore's and the warmth of Holden's tenor. The haunting similarity left her in a daze. It wasn't until after she had dispatched her contact details to him that her tumultuous thoughts started to dissipate.

Perched at the edge of the couch, Ariana couldn't help but unlock her phone again, her compulsion driving her to pore over the man's sparse social media presence time and time again. She hunted fruitlessly for any breadcrumbs of information.