Aziza ran through the door of her apartment, picking the two familiar scents that plagued the house like a disease or rather still, two very annoying flowers with a strong scent and ran to her room. She shut the door, locked it, put on her wig, her lenses, and took off her black apparel dress. Then she wore a robe around her body, came out of the room the moment she heard footsteps and went straight to the kitchen where she believed she perceived pizza.
The way she kept coming in every morning was becoming very suspicious and she was sure those women would soon see it that way. So, she had been careful to be sure that they were not in the sitting room or dining, before she rushed into her room.
The footsteps grew louder and she could hear them talking about her. Sloan was livid and annoy
