"My name is Vienica Addison. I used to be Enim's friend before she passed," Addison said, extending her hand for a handshake.
Abi shook her hand, her right eyebrow arching in curiosity. "You mentioned something about what happened with Enim, but honestly, I don't remember who she is."
"Have you come across a photo of Enim?" Addison inquired.
Abi's face showed a frown, as if she was trying to remember, but it appeared she couldn't quite manage it.
"I can't exactly say that I don't recall," Abi remarked nonchalantly.
"However, the story," Abi pointed out. Vienica gave a nod in agreement.
"When Enim worked at the brothel, she had very little freedom. She often felt trapped and confused, even when idle. Once, Enim left the brothel without informing Madam Joyce. It was meant to be a simple outing, but she was unaware of the dangers lurking around." She spoke.
