Don't you dare touch my sister.

He knew who she was, he knew he saw her before, hers was not a face one would forget. Her eyes slanted upwards at the ends gave this sense of intensity like she could see into your soul yet they lay so cold and unmoving. Coupled with a slightly upturned nose and plump lips, not to mention she had a tan that made her darker than most women, giving her this alluring and seductively exotic look. And it came to him, two years ago, the woman with the sad eyes.