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Mark shook his head. “I don’t care about that. And I really don’t think she wants to be found.”
Sam raised his eyebrows. “Spill it.”
Mark shared his story of meeting Emily and what he’d learned about her. “She won’t share anything from her past, though, so I don’t know for sure if it’s her or not.”
Sam picked up his tablet and tapped the screen a few times, then turned it around. “Is this her?”
Mark stared at the portrait of a sixteen-year-old girl with curly brown hair and dark brown eyes cradling a violin. Emily was in her early 20s. But there was no doubt in his mind EmmawasEmily. Her eyes were the same sad, dark, beautiful brown. “It’s her.” He blew out a long breath.
“Do you think something happened and she doesn’t know who she is?” Sam asked, looking at the picture. “Maybe she hit her head and has amnesia?”
Mark shook his head. “She doesn’t want to talk about her past, so I’m pretty sure she remembers it.” He took a sip of his coffee and stared out the window. Why had she run away in the first place? Why didn’t she go home to California? Her family was wealthy and well-known. Why was she working for someone she was afraid of? He ran his hands through his hair. Why wasn’t she... touring with him? Or on her own tour? “I don’t understand. She had such amazing potential and she walked away.”
“Are you going to see her again?”
He thought back to earlier that morning. “I was gonna take her to lunch after rehearsal, but I’d already promised Abby.”
Sam raised his brows, eyes lit with amusement. “She saw you with Abby?”
“Abby interrupted us talking.” He frowned. “She wasn’t discreet.”
“Ah.”
Mark ran his hands through his hair again. “I don’t know what to do. I can’t believe her not wanting to go home and be with her family.” He paused. “Is it possible she’s somehow a prisoner... ?” He shook his head. “That’s stupid. She went out with me the other day and came to the open rehearsal.” He looked out the window again. “I don’t know what to do,” he repeated.
“Why don’t you ask her outright?”
Mark didn’t think that would go over well with someone as skittish as Emily. Emma. Why had she changed her name? Why had she run away?
“Are you ready for next week?”
Mark stared at Sam for a long moment before inhaling sharply. “The convention in LA.”
Sam laughed. “You forgot?”
Mark closed his eyes and shook his head.
“This girl really does have you distracted, doesn’t she?”
“I guess.”
Sam arched his brow.
“Okay. Yes. She does. And it’s pissing me off.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t know why.”
“That makes perfect sense.”
“I don’t know why she’s so... intriguing.”
“Well, you were kind of obsessed with her.”
“I didn’t know it was her until today!”
“Maybe it was your subconscious?”
