APRIL's POV
Chris followed me in silence as I walked toward the front door, his footsteps a steady rhythm behind mine.
It felt… unnatural. Having someone here. I had never brought a friend to this house before. If I didn’t count my fleeting relationships, I barely had any friends at all. Even Benny, the one person I had kept closest, had never stepped inside these walls.
Not even Silas.
This place had always belonged to me alone. A quiet, isolated mausoleum of memories I never wanted to share. And yet, here I was, standing at the door with Chris at my back, like some silent force of inevitability. I expected him to let the silence drag, to follow me in a rare moment of quiet. But of course, he didn’t.
"April, this place would make an incredible boutique hotel, you know?" His tone was
