Amelie came down to the living room and saw Vanessa sharing a cup of coffee with a woman she had never met before.
'This must be Miss Stone,' she thought as she examined the woman's appearance.
Compared to Vanessa, Miss Stone looked rather young even though she was wearing a simple white skirt paired with a pastel pink shirt and a white blazer to compliment the ensemble.
Her skin was almost bronze and her hair was dyed an intense shade of chestnut brown, its heavy curly locks pinned into a loose bun on top of her head. Her dark brown eyes glistened as she giggled at something said by Vanessa while her plump red lips were stretched into a joyous smile.
Amelie took several steps forward, finally prompting Vanessa to notice her, and offered the women a polite smile.
"Good afternoon, I was told there was someone who wanted to meet me here."