Third Person PoV
Lucia was waiting for the elevator when an elderly couple stood beside her. Lucia smiled, but neither of the couples smiled back.
“How old are you?” The elderly woman suddenly asked.
“I am nineteen years old.” The woman hummed.
“I have never seen you before. Did you and your family move here?” Lucia smiled.
“I moved here alone.” The elderly man turned his head towards Lucia.
“Oh- I see. You’re one of those women who slept with rich men. I begin to think that this building caters to people like you. But you look like a student. Why would you choose to be a secret woman for a married man? Don’t you know how painful it is for the wife if they know their husband has other women beside him?” Lucia doesn’t know how to explain herself as the woman continues to bash he
