But deep down, Vera couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. The fatherly love Julian Caldwell showed toward Susan Caldwell should have been hers.
The Julian Caldwell of this life was much younger than the man she'd met in her past one. He wore a well-fitting jacket that gave him a somewhat casual air. His back was perfectly straight, giving him a tall, upright posture. He carried himself with such a refined elegance that anyone who didn't know his identity would likely mistake him for a university professor.
Vera glanced at him once before turning to leave. After all, they were strangers now.
But she had barely taken a step when Julian Caldwell called out to her. "Excuse me, miss. Do you know the way to the women's dormitory for freshmen at the Veridian College of Liberal Arts?"
It was his first time at Veridia University, and he wasn't familiar with the campus.
