The hallway of Heaven's Feel Brothel faded behind me as I approached the elevator, its golden doors gleaming under the dim chandelier light. The gold and cream walls of the corridor glowed softly, the air cool.
"Sighhh" My boots scuffed the plush carpet as I entered inside.
The weight of the day ahead—especially the wedding—pressing on my mind. I pressed the ground floor button, the elevator humming and I muttered to myself, my thoughts spilling out in a low grumble.
"Today, I have to attend that bitch Sara's marriage too. Finally, I'll be free from her blackmail and her way of doing things to me."
As the elevator began its descent, my face twisted in disgust, Sara's voice echoing in my head, sharp and demanding. I mimicked her tone, my voice dripping with mockery. "~I want to enjoy… until I'm married~." I snorted, leaning against the elevator wall, the cold metal grounding me, the faint *whir* of the descent filling the space, the chandelier light fading above.
