Bad Romance
Instead of focusing on the strange feeling blooming inside me, I forced myself to look around the place again, noticing that although the building seemed rather quiet and somewhat deserted at this hour, it was not the frightening kind of empty.
A few people were still moving around, most of them appearing to be workers rather than residents.
We walked through an automatic sliding door that led us into a spacious lobby designed with a minimalist style, where soft lighting reflected against polished floors and modern furniture that looked both simple and expensive.
Since I had never been here before, I found myself unconsciously following Vincenzo’s every step while his hand remained firmly wr