#Chapter41
We had packed up the majority of downstairs. I decided to start on his office 15 minutes ago and all I've managed to do is stand frozen in the doorway. I took a deep breath then slowly stepped into the room. I went straight to the desk, I walked around it and took a seat on the black leather chair.
I breathed heavily as I examined the room. It was gorgeous. All pieces of furniture were made up of wood, apart from the chair I was currently sat in and the little two-seater sofa on the right wall. The left wall had a tall oak filing cabinet, with a small wooden bookcase next to it. The desk was copper-coloured with black trim around the edge. The office was spotless, everywhere had a home with nothing out of place.
I grazed my fingers against a small stack of books on the desk. I began opening the drawers seeing what was inside. I open the last drawer and saw a book, hiding half under countless files. I smiled to myself as I picked the book up.
