Same flaming red hair and that radiant smile. Her cheeks had sunken though, he remembered how cherry tomatoes-like they were when he had seen her last.
The gorgeous white dress she wore accentuated her curves so perfectly as her body had changed in the past eight years, it had filled up in the right places.
And then her gorgeous mint-shaded eyes shifted and found his oceanic ones as she drew close.
A hint of a very forced smile slowly crept up on her painted lips. He did find a sudden glint of curiosity in her eyes though. Like most people did when they saw him.
They stopped a few feet away from Zyair and Doran made the introductions. His voice was an annoying hum in the back of Zyair's head as his eyes kept glued on the lady who was casually holding his arm.
