Third person’s POV
Heleina checked her reflection in the mirror walled elevator. She had just gotten out of the penthouse and was rushing down the hotel the moment she realized she was alone in the place.
She ran a hand on the shirt she grabbed from the closet, tucked it under the jogging pants, she also got from there, and fixed the bull cap she had on.
She anxiously rubbed the furry bedroom slippers on her one foot to the other.
Relax girl, you’re in the city. People here don’t mind other people’s business. She assured herself as she breathe in deeply and puffed it out just as the elevator pinged and opened.
She walked to the exit in hurry and tried to hide her face under the cap. Once she’s out, she breathe in deeply.
