The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

There was a very large mirror in the bathroom.

She shed her outer garment and all her clothes until she was completely naked. Josie turned around, her back facing the mirror,

At her shoulder blade, there lay a birthmark akin to a cloud right in the middle.

Not only did it resemble Heather’s, identical in every way, but it was also in the exact same position, not a hair’s breadth off.

Josie stared at the birthmark for a long time, a memory suddenly surfacing from her childhood. She remembered chasing after Paul, asking, “Dad, why do I have a birthmark?”

Paul gently patted her head. “Do you find it ugly?”

“No, it’s just that I’m curious. Why do others not have it, but I do?”

she dared not wear overly revealing clothes. Even later, when she was in bed with Dexter, she always deliberately covered her back. When he asked her about it, she simply said she didn’t like it from behind. It didn’t make her feel

had always respected her, never forcing

to finding your biological parents in the future. So, it could also be considered a form

head. “I want to stay with you. I don’t want to find

comforted and laughingly called

the past, a

see the birthmark on her back did she feel the reality of it all. This mark, which had been with her for over twenty years, played

How remarkably similar we are. Even our eyebrows and eyes bear a striking resemblance.

saw Mark and Claudia, she felt an inexplicable sense

her identity all along, yet she persistently

had been waiting outside for a long time, anxiously knocking

it. Clarity washed over her at that instant as the cold water flowed down from her head to toe. How could Heather replicate my birthmark exactly in the exact same manner when the only other person who knew

with it. Heather