Third Person's POV
"Who is this?" Allyssa asked while trying to calm her tone even though she was nervous now. A suspicion was forming in her mind but she dismissed that suspicion because she would only be afraid.
The person on the other line lit a cigarette and sat in a chair then puffed on smoke before answering.
"Don't you remember me, Allyssa?" It laughed and smoked the cigarette again. Surprisingly, until now, its beauty has not faded or its lips have turned pale from smoking.
Its white complexion is so smooth which is probably one of the reasons why many men look forward to have her, or maybe, bed her for carnal lust.
"I don't know why you came back yet... but I'm sure you won't ruin my plans." She said and the steely eyes darkened. She was staring daggers on the wall, as if she was mad and speaking to it.
Allyssa swallowed and suddenly felt scared but she tried to steady her voice by speaking again. "Monica..." she said calmly, but surely.