Wide eyed, Hazel moved away from the woman who was standing behind her.
"Who are you?!" she asked, almost yelling at the top of her voice. If the chatters of the crowd had not overshadowed her own yell, she would have earned the undivided attention of everyone in the mall that afternoon.
"What's the problem, Miss?" The woman in front of Hazel asked, confusion evident in her eyes. "Is something wrong?"
Hazel frowned, regaining her composure wen she noticed the unfamiliarity in the woman's tone. How was it possible though, that the woman looked like Miss Anderson this much? If the woman did not look older and have wrinkles, she would think it was Shikera!
"It's nothing," Hazel smiles nervously, waving gently at the attendant. "I will be on my way now."
She bowed at Shikera's older look alike and was about to leave when the woman held her by her wrist.
