The man looked so much like my father that I almost ran into his arms. He had short spiky brown hair like dad's, and light blue eyes. His cheeks had freckles sprawled throughout just as my father and I do. Unlike my father, he had a longer, sharper nose and a strong jaw line. A few wrinkles lined his face. He looked at me a bit confused, trying to place my face as if he recognized something in it.
"I'm sorry. I must have the wrong apartment." He said, stepping back and looking at the door number again. He wrinkled his eyebrows before he began to walk away. I shook the shock off.
"Wait!" I called after him. "Who are you looking for?" He turned, taking a few steps back.
"Star. Star Sweetflower." my chest tighten as I realized that Charles and Star had been living together.
"She's not
