~Alistair~

Eliana walked around the room, slowly, stopping every now and then in front of a piece of art, and admiring it.

“You must like antique creations,” I said.

She nodded her head. “Of course, I do. I have quite a collection of antique items myself, especially ones that relate to the supernatural realm,” She replied.

“That’s good to know. I love paintings and antique items as well,” I told her.

“I can see that,” She said.

I rolled my eyes, annoyed. She had been going at this kind of indifferent behaviour ever since she stepped into my living room, about five minutes ago. “I’m trying to have a conversation...