I gazed out the window, absorbing the familiar sights that blended into the distance. The new house was surprisingly close to school, which offered a glimmer of comfort amidst the turmoil of moving. I had to accept this new reality—my life with my family in Mr. Gavin's home. A part of me longed to return to Roman's house, where memories danced in the air; however, I knew it was time to leave that behind.
Mr. Gavin's home stood majestically, a testament to his wealth and good taste. The structure was solid and elegantly designed, with intricate woodwork and expansive windows that reflected the evening sun's golden rays.
Inside, as we stepped out of the vehicle, the opulence took us by surprise. Axel, sitting in the driver's seat, turned off the engine and stepped out, his brow furrowed slightly in thought. He was always the one with a serious demeanor, often contemplating deeper issues.
