Almost every day for the last few days Irina was crying in the corner of her narrow room. Susana is not as great as Ernest's uncle said, she even lives a messy life in New York. Irina's coming there was like a deer willingly surrendering itself to a lioness.
As soon as she arrived in New York, she was already picked up by a man and immediately taken to a luxurious building that she herself doesn't know the name of. There is no activity during the day. She was joined by several women who were either younger than her or even some of the same age.
They occupied a long hallway with several rooms on the right and left. Each room is occupied by two to three women. And after Irina got acquainted with one of them named Beatrix, it turned out to be a night club. Irina has just been sold by Susana, her own cousin to the owner of a night club. Instead of living her life chasing dreams, Irina fell into a dark valley that was getting deeper and deeper.
