“Farrah,” Elizabeth called her sister.
Farrah furrowed her eyebrows as she alternately looked at her sister and the man Elizabeth was with. She went down the stairs and regarded the two while the taxi was waiting for Cross to go inside again.
“Who is he, Elizabeth?” Farrah asked while being starstruck by Cross’ presence.
“U-Uhh, he’s just no one,” Elizabeth reasoned out, smiling like an i***t, and then turned to Cross once again. “Go away now,” she mouthed.
But Cross only eyed her silently and then regarded Farrah. He stretched out his hand and went beside Elizabeth, making her gasp for whatever he was doing.
“Good evening. I am Cross, the-“
“-boyfriend of my sister?” Farrah said and widened her eyes, enthusiasm possessing her. “Oh, my goodness! Nice meeting you, finally!”
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