In the room at the very corner of the same floor, Shelby excitedly opened the door of her old room only to be met with a small film of dust. She had gone up the stairs with Ian to show him her old room. She felt a sense of nostalgia as they neared it. Whether good or bad memories, that room had been hers for the past years.
She turned to Ian with a bright smile, "This used to be my room."
She opened the door wider while looking at him, her eyes having a rare shine since entering her previous home, but stumbled on a small box placed right by the door. Ian reached and caught her before she fell.
"Careful!" He said and helped her stabilize herself.
"I should have been more careful," Shelby said, reaching down to push the box away.
"Oh! It turned into a storeroom?" She said to herself, seeing nothing wrong with it.
