Chapter 23 Anonymous

• All eyes were drawn to Iris, her striking thin figure, as she emerged elegantly. Her outfit, a vibrant pink designer ensemble, consisted of a fitted top, a flowing skirt, and a tailored jacket, perfectly complementing her poise. A matching pink purse hung gracefully from her shoulder, while her black heels clicked confidently with each step.
• As she entered the elevator, her gaze swept across the buttons before selecting her desired floor. Out of habit, she retrieved a compact mirror from her purse and quickly touched up her already-flawless makeup. With a satisfied smile, she returned the mirror to her purse.
• The elevator doors slid open, and Iris stepped out, her heels echoing in the corridor. She navigated the apartment complex with ease, producing a key pass from her purse and swiping it through the lock. The door swung open, and she entered, her senses immediately assaulted by the overpowering stench of alcohol.