"I am not your friend, imposter," he growled, in an instant ready to attack.
I started laughing, which made him more annoyed. He looked as though he was ready to explode.
"Don't be dramatic now," I folded my arms and inhaled the familiar scent, closing my eyes. The floral scent mixed with a hint of strawberry, just the way I liked.
I walked around the room, taking all the details in, slowly touching the fireplace, feeling the surface of walls beneath my fingers.
"I missed this," I whispered.
He stood in front of me holding my arm tightly, "do not think for a minute I don't know who you are, why did Lucius let you leave the house?" his eyebrows scrunched together, forming a crease on his forehead.
He gazed into my eyes, how could I forget those hazel eyes.
I gave him a toothy smile,
