Eliana's POV
I watched him in silence for a few seconds, then I said, “Hi.”
He was quite tall and he had a slender frame that immediately made me curious about his weight. Brown curly hair sat on his head, almost sharing the same color as his eyes. But his eyes had a far lighter shade that made them look transparent. His gaze lingered on me at first, then it went into the living room, as if searching for something in particular.
“Uh, is Carmen in?” He asked, bringing his gaze back to me.
“No,” I answered, thinking back to that morning. “She went on a trip and I don't think she'll be back for days.”
Surprise flickered in his eyes. “She traveled, uh? That's fine. I have a key. She has something of mine and I need it urgently.”
“I think it's better if you call her first.” I suggested
