By 6pm that night everyone finished work for the day so I headed downstairs and I looked at everything they had done.
The whole house was finished. The painting and the decorating. All of the furniture was in place and I couldn’t help but walk around looking at the place. It was actually really nice now.
This was the type of house that I could see myself living in. Not the one that my mother decorated because it was f*****g horrid.
I went to the kitchen and I started pulling some food out so I could make dinner when someone knocked on the door.
I walked over to answer it and Asher was standing there.
“Hi.” He said.
“It’s alright. You can come in. I’m not as crazy today.” I said, opening the door wider.
“Who said you were crazy?” He asked, walking inside.
“I know what I look
