Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 1617

Looking down at what Rachel wrote, Roger turned to the first page of the notebook and compared its penmanship with the one on the paper.

He was stunned.

Although a person’s penmanship could change as one’s age, the difference wouldn’t be so radical.

There would be slight alterations in the lightness of the stroke or the sizes of the letters, but not to the extent of the writing style appearing completely different.

In such cases, penmanship identification would be used to verify the authorship of a written document.

But the two penmanship before Roger were neither the same nor similar.

The writing styles differed starkly from each other.

The penmanship on the notebook was a Little prim.

One could tell the person who wrote it was gentle and relaxed.

On the other hand, the one on the paper had sharp and neat strokes, indicating that the person who wrote it was the complete opposite of the other one.

This could only mean the handwritings were of two different people.

“It’s, uh…” Roger trailed off as he wasn’t sure what to say.

As if to make sure, he scanned the other pages of the notebook, only to find that the handwritings were still different from the one

Rachel had just written.

How could this be?

It didn’t help that he was certain this notebook was Rachel’s because the third page had a small tear.

It was accidentally torn when he helped Rachel picked it up after dropping it on the ground.

Looking at the torn-up third page, Roger was completely thrown off.

Suddenly, the high school Rachel he was familiar with had become a different person in front of him.

“Have you noticed the differences?” Rachel asked and looked at him.

She had thought countless times how to tell Roger that she wasn’t the real Rachel.

This revelation wasn’t easy to divulge, more so to make someone believe it was real.

Even she found it ridiculous and unbelievable, let alone Roger.

Of course, Quintin was an exception because he had absolute trust in her words.

But Roger was a different story.

He might say he believed her but still have doubts in his heart.

The only way Rachel thought of proving the truth was to make him see for himself.

As if the air went stale, Roger looked at her and said nothing for a long time.

Then coming to his senses, he muttered, “Does it have anything to do with your story?”

“Yes.”

Roger’s jaw clenched.

“Why are you telling me this now?”

Why?

Rachel was caught off guard but only for a second.

Roger didn’t even notice it.