A FAKE?

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( SETH'S POV )

Eve was still shaken, her dazed state was so loud that Seth could see it. It was surprising for him to experience because, within the short frame of time he'd spent with Eve, he'd never seen her like that. He'd never seen her look phased, moved. He even noticed a hint of fear in her eyes.

After both cars had been brutally taken from them, he was also shocked that Eve didn't call for help or asked him to. Seth didn't call the police or asked for help either, he merely remained where he stood and studied Eve.

She was crutched to the bare ground, sitting on it. She backed him, so he couldn't completely see her face. Seth wanted to see her face so badly that he moved to the side a little bit just to have a partial side view of her.

Her eyes were closed. What was she doing? or thinking about? Her lips were partially open. Her fingers closed tightly on the floor. It was a strange and unexpected sight for Seth to see and he was heavily invested with what he wat