Luro’s POV
As we proceeded along the road, I saw the burned remains of trees and bushes. They seemed freshly burned, giving everything an ominous vibe. Slowing the car's speed, I asked, “Are you sure we are going the right way?”
He merely grunted in response. I looked sideward to find that Cedric was leaning against the glass of the window, his gaze fixed outside. His shoulders were stiff, and his hand's fingers that rested against the window were clenched into tight fists. His jaws were taut, and his lips were pressed into a thin line. This hard, rigid look made him strangely attractive. I would have commented on his appearance if he wasn't so disturbed.
Pointing to a half-charred region he spoke up suddenly, “When I was a child, I often sneaked into this beautiful garden and spent
