You saw me before I saw you. You had that look in your eyes, as if you wanted something. Wanted it for a long time.
Lucy ChristopherI didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport. But you were there all right: the blue eyes, blondish hair, and tiny scar. Only you didn’t look beautiful this time. Just evil.
Lucy Christopher