The entire interior was painted in soft blush pink, warm and calm. The walls held delicate floral patterns, and the furniture was carved from polished wood, matching perfectly with the soft hues of the room.
Rose's gaze drifted to the staircase in the center of the hall.
Wide, elegant, and spiraling gently upward. The railing was smooth and crafted with unique details, almost like something out of a storybook.
Her mouth opened slightly in awe. "Brother… it's beautiful."
Gray remained quiet, his eyes scanning the space, though his focus lingered on Rose's expression.
The house wasn't extravagant, but it felt warm, something Gray knew Rose needed.
She walked further inside, her fingers lightly trailing along the wooden banister as she admired the high ceilings and large windows that let soft natural light pour in.
"I love it," she whispered, turning back to Gray with a bright smile.
