Madeline:
A young woman stepped out of a car, smiling as she waved playfully at Elgin. She wore a tight black skirt and a low-cut top. Her red hair barely reached her shoulders, but she had curled it so that it hung softly around her neck. Her eyeliner was thick, her eyebrows perfectly shaped, and her lipstick a bold red. Her high stilettos didn’t stop her from making her confident walk toward Elgin.
All the while, I stood aside, watching Elgin surrounded by these three people. I kept my eyes on him as he glanced at me, then looked back at the woman. She smiled, greeted Elgin with a head nod , and quickly gave him a peck on the cheek. Elgin stole a glance at me, then smiled at her, nodding at her arrival.
“What are you doing here?” he asked after clearing his throat awkwardly.
“They’ve
