Daniel hesitated. Confiding in someone about this nagging feeling felt absurd, yet he needed to talk. “I can’t shake the feeling that I knew that woman somehow,” he admitted. “It’s crazy, right?”

James raised an eyebrow. “Not necessarily. Maybe there’s something more to it. Have you thought about finding out who she is?”

The suggestion seemed ludicrous at first, but Daniel couldn’t deny the pull he felt. Against his better judgment, he returned to the market the following weekend, hoping to find some closure.