"Hey there."
A tender and sweet voice reached Keturah's ears, making her look up to see who it was.
She narrowed her eyes at the stranger who squatted in front of her with a carefree look.
He had red spiky hair and Keturah would've guessed he dyed it, but seeing his pure red eyes made her believe it was his real hair color. Why she believed it was because Alastor had deep ocean blue hair.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Keturah drawled as she watched him with her tired eyes and puffy eyelids due to crying.
"I'm here to help you sweetheart," he grinned charmingly at her and helped wipe a tear from her face but Keturah flinched and gave him a wary look.
"Alright alright, no touching." He raised his hands playfully in defeat.
With everything that had been going on, Keturah began to believe in every strange thing.
"Who are you?" She probed for answers.
