A shiver ran down my spine the moment I spotted her.
Ella,
“What the hell is she doing here?” I thought, my brows furrowed as I glanced around in shock, “Is she stalking me?”
The glow of her cigarette cut through the shadow, illuminating her dark figure. Ella leaned against a car I assumed was hers, her smirk was both casual and smug.
She was the perfect image of a woman who thought she had won.
When she noticed me watching, she flashed me a smile and gently waved her gloved hand. Then, with her gaze locked on mine, she let the cigarette slip in between her fingers, till it fell under her feet.
She took a step forward, and crushed it to pieces, all without turning her gaze away from me.
“Well, well, well,” her voice drawled as she began to walk towards me, “Look who’s finally
