48. Hard to Believe

Aakifahlynn found her way down the stairs as she believed there was nothing to see upstairs except for more bedrooms and maybe studies.

As her feet hit the last step, she had her first encounter. A gorgeous black-haired beauty with beautiful hazel-gray eyes opened the front door a few meters to Aakifahlynn's left and strolled in.

Closing the door behind her, she ruffled her long, luscious, wavy, black hair, then ran her fingers through it and rattled it again, "Oh, Hi, I did not see you there. How are you? Did you sleep well?"

The perfect woman spoke to Aakifahlynn so friendly that it would have been infectious if Aakifahlynn was not on a mission.

Instead, Aakifahlynn narrowed her eyes at her, her features screaming, 'Lady, we aren't friends, and I do not know who you are. Keep your scheming smile at bay.'

Aakifahlynn knew she was in the Ayacquean's territory and should act accordingly and try to be nice, but she was too suspicious of everything. And this perfection's behavior was jus