Bella:
The car’s tires crunched over the snow-covered driveway as we approached the grand estate. Tall, ancient trees lined the path, their branches heavy with snow, casting long shadows on the ground.
As we pulled up to the house, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of awe and apprehension. The mansion stood tall and imposing with its stone walls and gothic architecture. I glanced at Kai, and he gave me a reassuring smile, though I could see the tension in his eyes.
We stepped out of the car, our breaths visible in the cold air. The front door opened, and there she stood—his grandma. Her presence was commanding, her silver hair pulled back into a tight bun, and her eyes were sharp and assessing like the retired warrior she was.
“Welcome,” she said in a firm voice. “I’ve been expecting you.
