"It is an honor for us to have you visit," the head of the orphanage, greeted us. She held out her hand to me and Aurelia. Her grip was firm, and her smile was wide. She stepped back away from us and motioned to the building. "This is Silver Oak."
I glanced around and took in the decor. It was out of date and was an older mansion that appeared to have been built back in the twentieth century. There was a staircase that led to the second floor.
The entryway was once grand, with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The paint and the wood had seen better days. It was clean but showed off the wear and tear from over the years.
"This does remind me of a few orphanages I was in," I murmured. I spun around and sighed as memories came forth. I met the gaze of Aurelia before turning back to the head of the orphanage.
"You were raised in an orphanage?" Emily asked, curiosity in her eyes.
