The Dawson household, a sprawling two-story mid-century modern home, featured a charming front porch, meticulously laid stone pavement, and a quaint garden nestled to the side, adding a touch of natural elegance to the architectural beauty.
The neighborhood where the house was located was pristine and well-maintained, with neighboring homes reflecting the same level of wealth and elegance.
Across the road from the house, a beautiful girl in a casual dress paced back and forth, her long hair flowing freely behind her. She clutched her phone, occasionally glancing toward the house with a worried expression on her face.
'Where could Eric be?' Akari thought, staring anxiously at her phone as it rang and rang without an answer.
'I had a life-changing experience with Eric yesterday... probably the best moments of my life,' Akari thought, her cheeks warming at the memory.
