THE HUMAN MATE
"Jessica, Is she the one you spoke of?" The lady finally says, pointing a gloved finger at Camilla. Her voice sounds so familiar, Camilla starts thinking of where she heard it, ignoring her rudeness. Ever since her parents' accident, she has met enough rude people that Camilla didn't even care about such attitude anymore.
"Yes, this is her," Jessie says referring to Camilla with so much contempt as if Camilla is some dirt she could trample on.
The lady in question glares at Camilla from head to toe. Her blue eyes observe Camilla's rough pony and then slowly she moves to the outfit Camilla wore. Camilla starts feeling like a small ant under the gaze of an adult elephant.