Sierra sat on the four-poster bed in the room Girard had offered her last night. He'd asked her if the room was adequate. She had told him it was more than enough.?
The room was comfortable and beautiful, with hand-painted flowers on the ceiling. Luxurious blue velvet draperies hung at the windows. Dark mahogany furnishings were placed throughout the space, and the French marble fireplace mantle cast a dreamy ambiance.
Upon arriving, she had marveled at Girard's home. His dwelling was a stately antebellum house constructed in the Greek Revival style and was the most picturesque of the neighborhood. It was a perfect domicile.
Girard had shown her and Kyle a great deal of kindness upon their arrival. He had a gentle quality that she'd never take for granted.
Sierra sniffled while wiping
