Michael gazed out the car window as they approached the girl's compound, a sprawling estate surrounded by tall, flowering trees and a well-manicured lawn. It was a stark contrast to the chaos that swirled inside him. The house was grand and inviting, a testament to wealth and comfort. As they pulled up to the entrance, he couldn't help but marvel at its beauty.
The girl, whose name he had learned was Ada, noticed his admiration and smiled. "It's quite something, isn't it?" she said warmly.
"Yeah," Michael replied, his voice tinged with awe. "Is it your husband's place?"
Ada chuckled softly, shaking her head. "No, it's my father's. I'm not married. My parents are traveling at the moment, so it's just us."
Michael nodded, feeling a twinge of relief. The absence of her parents meant fewer
