The sunset rays makes her figure appear slim. Her bronze skin glowing as a goddess.   

She's wearing a black dress suiting her curves easily. 

I take a seat in the red velvet chair feeling fidgety. 

She stirs her peach drink with a straw, slowly. I hear the clanks of the cubes hitting the sides of the cups. 

She then looks up to me with her wide brown cat eyes. Lashes hitting her high cheek bones when she blinks. A wave of curls that are intoxicating my nose of mango and strawberry shampoo.

She simply slides a book across the table with only a black cover. Nothing. I stare at the book then back at her. 

Her plump lips smirk a bit. 

I take the smooth book in my hand, studying it. I give her a questioning look. 

"Am I supposed to be afraid?" I ask.

"Nothing to be scared of here." She quirks her finely shapes eye brow. 

"Name?" I ask determine as her eyes draw me in.

"They call me Myah." She lowers her gaze on me. 

"I've been waiting for you." her smile on full display as she crosses her leg and sits back against the velvet chair. 

*Everything turns dark*