Chapter 12: Eisa - Lemuel

I continue to eat this delicious food and take a sip of my coffee when it is placed in front of me. I’m swallowing down another sip of coffee when I hear someone enter the room and everyone gives their attention to them.

“Good morning everyone,” says a friendly voice.

“Good morning Eisa,” they all sing in unison.

I glance up as this Eisa person pulls up a stool next to me and I can finally take a look at her. Intense emerald-green eyes are staring at me, but they feel warm and friendly as opposed to threatening, unlike that woman yesterday. Her strawberry-blonde curls are tied up in a high ponytail and her peachy skin is practically glowing. Her slender frame is wearing a royal blue pencil skirt while her toned legs are accentuated by white satin pumps with diamond brooches on the toes. She’s pulled the look together with a long-sleeved white satin blouse that billows at the front. She radiates elegance and sophistication.

“Eisa Nomikos,” she introduces herself, extending her hand