Chapter 4
Perfect.
That was the impression Ciaran had of the guest room Madeline placed him in. It was rare that he formed an opinion about places he didn’t own and had nothing to do with. First, it was pointless because if he didn’t like the place, there was nothing he could do about it. And second, he would rather spend that time and energy on the places and the people he cared about.
But this room drew his attention and begged for an opinion, because it said something about the owner.
And he did care about the owner.
A light off-white coat of paint gave the room a clean but warm feel while still revealing the texture of the bare brick walls underneath. The rough edges in some of the corners and on the window frames spoke of the long history of the building. However, the nostalgic f
