We climbed the hill up toward Gabriel's home, the Acqua Manor, and as we loomed closer to their great house, it looked like a Haunted Mansion from afar.
Acqua Manor was made with Greek Architecture as an inspiration. Huge white Doric pillars with the porch covered with ivy so thick it had grown so densely over the exterior walls. In some places, it was impossible to see the windows underneath.
Flanked by palmetto and cypress trees, it looked like it could have been the kind of place where people sat on the porch drinking tea and playing cards all day.
Gabriel dropped me at the gate since he had to pull up his car in the driveway beforehand and park his car under an ancient oak tree nearby.
I stood outside as I wrapped Gabriel's coat around me, frozen as if I had seen a ghost. I swear I saw a tangle of long black hair through the open window as she turned, looking in my direction.
"Was that—?"
Gabriel rushed towards me as soon as he parked his car.
