~Hillsraine Grove~
Two days later.
One sunny afternoon.
Allan looked at his pregnant wife sitting on the chair facing the dresser table. "I'll wait downstairs in the living room," he said.
"Yes, darling," Leera said, as she continue brushing her hair in front of the mirror.
Allan exited the bedroom, walked in the hallways, and descended the stairs, he settled comfortably on the sofa and picked up a magazine on the center table. He stared at the mesmerizing photo of the woman on the front cover, her white hair was blown by the wind.
The beautiful model was in a relaxed pose, facing the camera, behind her was the greenish-blue ocean and palm trees looming nearby. It was the woman's eyes that caught his attention, staring at his soul.
The woman on the magazine cover looks familiar to him but he can't remember where he had seen her before.
