ARIA
The moment I stepped inside the house, my feet slowed on their own, as if my body needed time to accept what my eyes were seeing. The space before me was breathtaking. High ceilings stretched upward with elegant designs carved into them, walls painted in soft, expensive shades that reflected light beautifully, and chandeliers hanging above like they had been placed there to watch over the house rather than illuminate it. The floors shone so brightly that I could see my reflection faintly in them. Everything looked untouched, perfect, and alive with quiet luxury.
I turned slowly, my heart pounding harder with every step I took forward.
“Oh moon,” I breathed out softly, unable to stop myself. “This looks like heaven.”
The elderly woman standing nearby laughed warmly, clearly enterta
