Patricia was a bit shorter than Ellinor, with incredibly smooth skin.
Her features were exquisitely delicate, like a Western realistic painting filled with gentleness and emotion. A tiny red mole graced the middle of her eyebrows.
Her eyes were big and round, slightly drooping at the corners, making her seem like a naive and carefree little doe.
She was beautiful, of a non-threatening kind, the kind that made people want to protect her the moment they laid eyes on her. But she was in her pajamas and barefoot when she opened the door...
Had she spend the night here last night?
A smirk tugged at the corner of Ellinor's mouth as she realized this.
Good thing she cleverly stayed away last night, or something would have been super awkward!
She couldn't help but think, what a shameless man! Couldn't he take his old flame to a hotel or something?
He still had a wife he wasn't divorced from and was bringing another woman home for the night. Talk about crossing a line!
Ellinor didn't reply to Patricia.
Patricia blinked her moist eyes and asked again, "Who are you looking for?"
It wasn’t that Ellinor didn't want to answer; she just didn't know how to reply to Patricia's question.
If she mentioned her name, Patricia might not know who she was. If she said, she was 'Mrs. Blanchet', it would sound like she was trying to steal Patricia's spot.
She didn't want to stir up trouble with this stranger, much less fight over a man.
After pondering momentarily, Ellinor went for a safe answer, "I'm not looking for anyone. I just live here for now."
Patricia blinked her big eyes as if she had seen something new, "Live here?"
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