ELORA'S POV
As soon as we arrived at the house, I began unpacking. The air felt warm and heavy, and I wanted to get everything organised quickly before I took a shower. Grandma had decided on Chelsea Piers for the trip—it made sense being close to one of Lucian’s houses. She seemed so excited about it, going on about how it had good dining, High Line views, and all other features she thought I’d enjoy. I was looking forward to it myself.
I was halfway through folding clothes when Grandma walked into my room. She carried a neatly wrapped box in her hands, and she had that mischievous twinkle in her eyes that I was slowly beginning to recognize. She handed it to me with the straightest face possible, then she said, “Put it to good use, my dear.”
My brows furrowed instantly. Good u
