Chapter 1: Exposition
The elevator doors slid open with a soft ping, revealing the stark, clinical hallway of the high-rise hotel. Isabella stepped out, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. She was used to these hotel corridors, the anonymity they offered, the thrill of the unknown waiting behind each closed door. She walked with purpose, her head held high, the weight of her evening bag swinging gently in her hand.
Isabella checked her phone, a subtle smile playing on her lips as she read the latest message from Maya.