I watched the setting sun as we drove in tense silence.
As Draven’s car pulled into the driveway, my eyes widened in shock.
In the distance sat a modern masterpiece of warm dark and light toned stone, the strong, clean lines blending in with its surroundings.
The use of large glass walls softens the edges of the house, embracing the nature outside.
Holy crap.
Draven’s car stops, two large wooden doors greet me as I exit the car.
A sweet older gentleman stands by the door, impeccably dressed in a suit, his smile warm as he greets me.
“Good evening, Miss Katie,” the older gentleman greets me, “my name is Kingsly, I manage the household, it is a pleasure to meet you young Miss.”
A soft smile graces my lips, some warmth helping me hold back my turbulent emotions after my talk with Dr
