He found it hard to reciprocate that smile. And he was just about to ignore her when he remembered they weren’t in a psychiatric clinic.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” he faced her while she c****d her head at his question.
“Well, you had no problem recognizing me the last time.” She chuckled.
But his confusion only grew worse. What did she mean by…
He stopped. His eyes unconsciously taking in the image he was met with as his doubt tried to shadow his guess. Red lips, red make-up on her eyes, a red pant suit, red nails, and red shoes. Her well-proportioned body and striking beauty wasn’t red, but it was enough to turn all passing heads in her direction.
All.
“Heralis.” The name left his mouth, and it only took him that second to regret it.
Her gaze turned cold instantly, but before he
