I’m extremely annoyed at Myra’s reaction when she saw Ambrose’s mansion in the middle of the forest. We are standing outside, staring at it like it’s some shrine that was needed to be adored. Well, Myra was definitely adoring it. She already had taken several selfies and landscapes of the house.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head before crossing my arms against my chest. I looked around and saw Ambrose’s car approaching. He parked behind our van and got out of his car. He’s wearing a blue striped sweatshirt and a pair of black jeans.
He removed his aviators on and smiled at us. “Come inside,” he offered before opening the door.
I rolled my eyes when I saw Daniel carrying my luggage inside the house. Myra was already inside, probably taking pictures of the interior of the mansion. Amb
