It was eerie, almost unnerving.
How could two individuals be so strikingly alike? It defied all logic.
The more Judy studied Holden, the more he looked like Theodore to her, leading her to mutter to herself, âThis resemblance goes beyond the ordinary! Could it be that Mr.
Anderson has truly returned from the dead? If thatâs the case, then fortune smiles upon us.
He was such a gentle soul; his end was untimely.
â
Rising from his seat, Holden gently adjusted Arianaâs covers before turning to Judy, saying, âCould we step outside and talk for a moment?â
Judy nodded, setting aside her things and following Holden into the adjacent resting room.
Once the door clicked shut behind them, Holden inquired, âDo I truly resemble Theodore Anderson?â
The moment Judy referred to Ariana as Madam, Holden had already surmised her identity.
She must know what Theodore looked Like.
Judy fixed her gaze on him and nodded.
âYes, Iâve been in the Anderson familyâs service for years, and youâre a spitting image of Theodore.
Iâve been tending to Theodoreâs needs since his teenage years.
I wouldnât mistake him for anyone else.
â
Taking a deep breath, Holden looked at Judy earnestly.
âThen please, tell me everything you know about Theodore and Ariana.
Judy hesitated, eyeing Holden closely before delving into the memories of Theodore and Arianaâs love story.
There had been squabbles and tender moments, painting a picture of an ordinary yet blissful couple.
Their biggest discord had revolved around Marley.
Judy pondered for a while but chose not to mention her.
Marley had always been a sore spot for Theodore, and Judyâs information about her was limited since Theodore had never spoken about her in detail.
She feared providing inaccurate details could lead to misunderstandings for Holden, so she skipped over that part and focused on the positive aspects of Theodore and Arianaâs relationship.
Holden listened intently, vividly imagining the scenes Judy described, experiences he had never known or even envisioned.
The warmth of those moments enveloped him, and a faint smile tugged at his Lips.
âAfterward, I heard of a car accident involving both Theodore and Ariana.
The Anderson family fell apart, and all the servants were let go.
I didnât know much more until I saw Ariana again recently,â Judy concluded, studying Holdenâs changing expressions carefully.
With caution, she asked, âIâve never heard of any connection between Theodore and the Fredrick family.
May I ask about your relationship with Theodore and why you resemble him so strikingly?â
Holden paused for a while before slowly saying, âWhat if I told you I am Theodore?â
âWhat?â Judyâs reaction was akin to a lightning strike.
Wide-eyed and bewildered, she blurted out, âHow in the world did you manage to switch your identity like that?â
Her agitation was palpable, her emotions in a whirlwind.
âIf youâre really Theodore, why didnât you recognize Ariana or me?
You canât just forget Ariana, and what about all those memories from before? How could you forget everything?â Judy said.
A brief silence enveloped Holden before he replied, âI lost my memory in a car accident five years back.
Iâm clueless about my past, including the intricacies of this tangled identity.
â