Tori's POV
The house was vast and wide as we walked through it. I could not stop staring around, wondering if I would somehow get lost in this house now that it would be my new home.
This was what opulence was—the golden crests that adorned the walls and the exotic flower vases that held a bundle of roses.
He walked briskly, making me try my hardest to keep up with him as he turned a corner, his back lean and taut as though he was not striding faster than any average person.
The room he led me to was painted blue. It was a nursery that held different kinds of toys and different pictures of a smiling boy and Adrian.
I stared at one picture long and hard. The man in that portrait, holding the giggling boy, was a far cry from the man that now led me into the room.
I wanted to ask if he
