We looked at each other intensely for a few moments, and then he roved his eyes on my face. His gaze stood for a long moment on the mole I have high on my right cheek near the temple, and then he pinned his gaze in my eyes again.
He stared at me intently. Captivating. I felt my face burning, especially where his hand was still touching my chin. My heart at first lost a beat and then started beating loudly.
"Serena what?" he asked me with a hoarseness coloring his voice.
"Serena and just that. That's my name".
"Without a last name?"
I was taken aback and lost my tongue. "I never met my parents," I finally replied in a trembling voice.
"I see," he said thoughtfully.
"I picked her up from the street a few years ago," Brielle rushed to explain to him.
"And?" he asked her, still fixing his gaze into mine.