Wednesday, the third of January of the new year, of the year 2024.
It was a new day, a beautiful day with a beautiful sky, and a temperature just as comfortable as in the new house of Daemon.
The temperature was not harsh, the hazardous climate having decided to make it bearable even without the need of special measures.
The light from outside streamed into the living room occupying the greater part of the ground floor, helping the soft lights from inside chase out of the darkness of the night after passing through the deliberately positioned large glass windows.
Evelyn stepped on the stairs of the staircase designed to complement the artful and modern villa, her footsteps light and soundless thanks to her bare feet.
She stepped on the ground of the living room, her fair legs exposed to the air with the mini short she was wearing below the sleeveless strap top.
