Edward
There was a hop in my step as I walked down the wide hallways of my childhood home. A giant smile plastered on my face as I entered the kitchen to find our home chef cooking. I greeted her as I passed by and went into the dinning room where my parents where eating breakfast.
"Why are you smiling?" Mum raised her eyebrows as she looked at me like I was up to no good.
"I'm going back to Monaco," I sat down next to my dad as one of our servers gave me my breakfast.
"And you're smiling like you just got told you've won the lottery," she rolled her eyes as I quickly dug into my food.
