Eleanor’s POV:
The cottage was up the hill with a scenic view surrounding it. Apart form the biting cold winds I had no reason to not take it. Richard walked us in the yard as he opened the gate. This place had not been visited in years and the garden was just a graveyard of plants that had not been taken care of.
The rust on the gate made it hard to move and the door of the cottage was small with a chime nailed on it. There was a huge window at the back of the house, apart from the holes at the top of the roof for chimney there seemed to be no ventilation. Richard opened the door with a great effort and finally looked victoriously towards me as he stood side to let me in.
The cottage was neat and clean with some furniture already in place. It didn’t look like an abandoned one as it’s w
