Slowly, Alisha opened her eyes, looking at Ducan's eyes as she brushed her hair back so that the upper part of her forehead could be seen.
Alisha's brow furrowed in desire which disappeared when she saw the scar on Ducan's forehead.
"Duck." called Alisha with an unblinking gaze cupping Ducan's face.
"What is it?" Ducan asked raising his face in surprise at the look Alisha was looking at him.
With a pounding heart, Alisha brushed Ducan's hair back to confirm what she had seen.
"What's wrong Alisha? why are you staring at my forehead like that?" Ducan asked increasingly not understanding the meaning of Alisha's eyes.
"Is this Duck's scar? is this an old scar?" asked Alisha in a trembling voice touching Duck's scar.
"Ooh this. Not too long ago, maybe a year ago. At that time I was riding a motorcycle and fell." said Ducan calmly.
"What's wrong Alisha?" Ducan asked with a look that didn't leave Alisha's face, which looked tense.
