Ava’s POV
Two Years Later.
My single sole paired black pointed stilettos click clacked on the clean porcelain tiled floor of Hotel Eva. The sound of my steps echoed on the hotel lobby, adding to the TV noise that was there.
A big white beautiful chandelier hung from the high ceiling, the lights giving the lobby a luxurious appearance. It had many lampshades with golden details all around it, bringing out a touch of luxury.?
I wore a white blouse paired with a plaid midi skirt above black stockings. A diamond bezel necklace hung on my neck, layered with a slightly longer bar drop necklace.?
I wore geometric bar earrings to simply book end my necklaces. I had just minimal make up on my face, allowing me to appear as natural as possible.
Hotel Eva was founded by my mother
