The Starlight Orphanage stood like a relic of the past. Its worn bricks and ivy-covered walls were a stark contrast to the gleaming and polished estate Vyan was now used to.
"Feeling good to be back to an old home?" Clyde asked, tipping his head forward to look at Vyan's expression, but surprisingly, Vyan's eyes held no emotions, in fact, they were blank, as if it was just another regular place.
"No, not really," Vyan murmured. "I am not feeling the impact."
"Why is that?" Clyde asked softly.
"Huh, I don't know," Vyan let out, shrugging. "Maybe I never did consider this place home." Vyan met Clyde's scrutinizing eyes and casually motioned at the gate with a smirk. "Come on, let's head inside."
Clyde nodded, and they stepped through the wrought iron gate. The creak of the hinges was almost mournful.
