But her looks certainly do not compare to the one female whose presence lingers in my thoughts continuously, it’s been months since I last tried to connect with her but I’m honestly looking forward to reversing that unfortunate inconvenience the moment we head back to the capital.
Before I could part my lips to address the female, and finally get her to raise her head so we could have a better look at her face, Jessica is on her feet.
“Daija?”
Her head immediately rises in surprise, the mention of her name so startling her eyes are the size of saucers.
But the moment she locked eyes with Jessica, her surprise immediately transforms into one of scorn, fear, and alarm.
Her body kicks instinctively to hurry out of the room, but Omer being the perceptive giant that he is immediately
