Aya's POV
My awareness began to broaden as I looked around the villa on my way to my room for the first time. It felt strange to have Diamon looping her arm through mine after so many years. Livia followed behind us at a distance as we ascended the white marble staircase.
Stopping about halfway up, I gazed down at the elegant splendor of the entrance way. The flooring was of a blue veined, white marble just like the columns around the pond. Though the big columns along the wide main walkway were made of a rare pink marble with gold accents added to the veins. Small scattered benches and chairs were placed along the walls made of cherry wood with embroidered tapestry designs on the cushions.
