Danica's POV
I took in the sight of the room properly for the first time since I got here. It was— special… big… bring more words. The room was everything I'd imagined growing up and even more. It was at least three times bigger than the balcony they leave me to sleep everyday; My family I mean.
The cold ground soothed my bare legs as I strode towards the built-in closet. I pushed the classy looking door open and beheld the sight of my dream closet… straight out of a fashion commercial.
Did he say he got them for me? This was a whole shiny collection that screams something I'm not… and probably would never be. I couldn't stop myself from going into the closet that was in every way better and more accommodating than the back room I was given in my own father's house.
Two steps were all
