Chapter Nine, you’re still important to me
SCOTT'S POV
I stood at the door of my mansion, the doors themselves were a work of art, intricately carved with patterns and motifs that spoke of a bygone era of aristocratic elegance.
Such magnificence nd beauty, yet a heavy weight lays on my shoulders. The place was massive, but it felt empty without Adeline. She had always been a bright light in my life, and now that she was spending time with William- the fact they once dated made me very scared, I felt like I was drowning in a sea of loneliness. I trudged up the stairs, my footsteps echoing off the marble floors. As I walked through the hallways, I couldn't help but feel like I was walking through a museum, not a home.
I tried to imagined what Adeline would be up to right now, probably
