The changes she had instructed Mrs. Maddy to begin days ago were finally taking shape, and Raellyn had decided to oversee everything personally. She poured her energy into every detail, transforming her frustration and sense of rejection into something constructive. Something tangible.
If Arnav wouldn’t let her in emotionally, she would at least reclaim their shared space.
Within days, the entire house felt different. Warmer, softer, more welcoming. Gone were the bleak, cold tones that once dominated every corner. Change flowed through its hallways like a quiet revolution. She chose cheerful colors, refreshing scents, and cozy textures. Everything had been scrubbed, polished, and brightened. The forbidden rooms Arnav once declared off-limits had been aired out and carefully redesigned.
