Sachi’s home was gorgeous.
It was located in a beautiful neighborhood in Los Feliz. You could tell the houses were expensive but certainly not like the over the top mansions in Beverly Hills.
It was the ideal neighborhood.
Their house was a vast glass bungalow with an extremely beautiful patio.
The beautiful potted plants instantly reminded me of Ally’s cafe.
If I had money, I’d be looking to buy a place like this.
It screamed expensive but the Japanese ornaments decorating the patio made it look very personalized- like an actual happy family lived here.
I longed for that, but I knew it would be out of reach for me.
I didn’t grow up in a happy home and sadly, I didn’t think one could come out of me either.
“Hi,” Sachi opened the door and flashed me a huge smile.
I immediately wra
