Trishal’s POV
And that was how we ended our little fight. Our lives are too precious to waste on squabbles with loved ones, especially when nothing is certain. I don't want to have any regrets if I die today.
Later in the day, while I was taking a restful nap, Adrian barged into my room in frenzied excitement, shouting, “You have got to see this.”
“Go away!" I groaned, throwing my pillow in his direction and covering my head with the duvet.
“You are going to regret not seeing this, and I'm going to gloat when you begin to wallow in self-pity."
Then he left, which was very unusual and strange because when has Adrian ever listened to me?
Curiosity made me grudgingly drag myself from the bed and trudge down the stairs to the far east wing of the house, following his gloating voice, whi
