Why did this man look like Luke? Could it really be a coincidence? There had to be more to this. But what? They reached the table where George and the woman were sitting. The couple seemed calmer now, their voices lowered as they spoke quietly. George looked up when they arrived, his expression polite, but slightly wary.
“Hi, I’m sorry to bother you,” Peter began. “Emily here… she’s a bit shaken up. We just need to understand what happened. She thought you were someone else.” George glanced at Emily, his face softening with genuine curiosity. “I’m sorry for what happened earlier,” he said, his tone sincere. “I don’t know what came over me.”