(Author's POV)
"Yes, what is it?" the woman asked, her voice soft and syrupy.
Her hair flip caressed Chris's face ever so softly, leaving him stunned for a moment. Then his eyes landed on that face, a true beauty. He hadn't seen someone so beautiful ever before. She had seen a fair share of people, but no one close to that. As the light illuminating from the wall sconces cascaded on her face, she looked ethereal. Almost surreal. His breath hitched there for a second.
The woman snapped her fingers in front of his face, her manicured nails forcing him back to reality, "Disculpe~ …. señor?" She batted her eyelashes at him in confusion.
"Uhhh~ …. Yo~u~ …. you dropped this," he extended his palm towards her. She took a glance, and her eyes widened. She then looked at her empty ring finger and said, "Ohh~ .. my goodness~ … when did it slip ~ …. Gracias~ I mean~ … thank you so much, Mr.~ …." Her voice trailed off.
"It's Shadow," he said.
