Mysterious Woman

Minutes after Milo was gone, I heard the elevator ding, letting me know that someone had come in. I rushed back to the living room thinking it was Milo and he had finally decided to stay with me. 

I could barely wipe the smile off my face. 

"Did you change your…" I started to ask but stopped when I realized it wasn't Milo who had come into the penthouse.

I found myself staring at a woman that I vaguely recognized. She was the woman I had bumped into on my way back from the garden earlier. She was still as regal as ever, looking classy. 

She was the kind of woman who belonged in the very penthouse that I lived in—the kind of woman who belonged in the upper class. 

She sized me up with disdain on her face as she entered deeper into the penthouse. I tried to look around for Boris but he was nowhere to be seen. I was so confused. I didn't understand what the woman was doing in my home.