i feel small and plain in black slacks,flats and simple floral blouse as I stand in front of mr lamant house. it’s a mansion like the one you would expect a celebrity to live in
I knocked. few seconds later the for opened.
“hello” I started. seeing Mr lamant I tense.
“Cara” his voice is oddly warm.
“i’m surprised you showed up” the fact that he is surprised makes me nervous. “no bags? didn’t I tell you that you’ll be staying for a week” mr lamant enters without waiting for my response.
“come along Cara, I’ll show you around” and so we went. bedroom after bedroom,an office,library,an in house gym, study room .
out of them all, my favorite is the room with the view of the pool and garden. the bed is huge just like a princess own.
“who’s room. is this?” i asked not able to contain my curiosity.
“she doesn’t live here anymore. come, there’s more y to see downstairs” I hope he doesn’t show me a dungeon. I paused and wonder .
who is she??
i quickly followed him before he looks back and find me waiting.
he stops in front of a room and enters.
mr lamant sat down on a huge chair that seems like a throne.
“kneel!” he commanded.
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