A thief

Elizabeth felt full and bored. She stood up after looking around the whole restaurant.

Feeling defeated after the long walk. She raised her hand to see the watch on her wrist.

"Shoot!" She cursed when she remembered she was supposed to be waiting for her mother at the boutique.

"Ahh thank God" she breathed a sigh of relief when her mother happened to be coming late.

She waited for her on the terrace of the building.

She checked her watch countless times.

Counting down with every minute that passed by.

Her eyes raised up and thankfully she saw a black Lamborghini riding towards her.

A beautiful woman stepped out. She looked young and slim with a beautiful shape.

Her strawberry blonde hair moved with the wind as she walked elegantly, her hips swaying to the side.

Her dress was expensive but simple. She gave out that cool vibe, a likeable one to be exact.

Elizabeth smiled when she realised she had been staring at her own mother with mesmerising eyes.