The woman tried to act friendly, but Kisha remained unmoved. Her smile, once warm, twisted into something cold and sinister. Kisha was not the type to forget a grudge, not even after lifetimes. Now that the woman was standing right in front of her, it spared Kisha the trouble of seeking her out for revenge.
Though it had been a long time ago in her previous lives, in this one, it had only been more than a month since Kisha had last crossed paths with this woman.
"Lisa, so you're here..." Kisha's voice was smooth, but the coldness in her tone was too obvious. The smile that spread across her face made Lisa hesitate. She took a step back, swallowing hard as a chill swept over her.
There was something terrifying about Kisha's smile—it was wrong. While others would see beauty and innocence, Lisa could feel the sharp, bloodthirsty edge beneath it.
'It was all directed at her.'
