The Encounter

Time suspended in the quiet, coffee-scented air of Brewster's Cafe. Serena stood frozen, her brain struggling to comprehend the impossibility of the scene playing out in front of her. The man sitting at the table was Dominic Vance. She stared down at the face she had spent five exhausting years trying to scrub from her memory. His features were exactly as they had been etched into the darkest corn