Elias' red eyes met a pair of green eyes some distance away from himself. The woman was dressed in jeans and a simple pink off-the-shoulder top. Strangely, she was in heels, and her dark brown hair was in voluminous curls cascading down her exposed shoulders.
Her frame was slender and her legs were long and slim. She was walking in her heels as if they were what she wore on a daily basis.
It seemed the woman was yet to notice him since she continued to march forward, rubbing at her eyes and wiping her cheeks. Her steps were still quiet and sounded calculated, but Elias realized it was just how she walked.
She got a bit closer and he could see the mascara and eyeliner staining the skin around her eyes and her cheeks. Her eyes were red and puffy, and he could finally hear the sniffles traveling the wind.
She was crying.
