"Is this the place?" she asked, turning to look at Deroot, who had the decency to look ashamed. The environment was overgrown and forest-like, and the building itself seemed to have become one with nature.
"It was the only available place. I really do think it'll be a beautiful place once it's fixed," Deroot scrambled to say, his gaze wandering away from the house, unable to stare at it for too long.
Tahra, on the other hand, couldn't look away, wondering how the man beside her thought it was fine to call the building in front of her a house when it should have been destroyed a long time ago.
Tahra was still searching for the appropriate words to say as she stared at it when she heard Arshe beat her to it.
"How dare you? Is this how you work?" He spoke in a slightly raised tone that made it clear just how angry he was.
