“You two should go get freshened up. We’ll fetch for you once it’s dinner time.”
Not given a chance to object, Wilson and Charlotte were literally sent out of the living room to get all rested up. Left with no choice, they exchanged glances, having Charlotte lead the way to her room.
Her steps were slow as they walked to her room, her thoughts circling around how she left her room the last time she was home. unable to recollect any memory of her tidying it or making it look decent enough to house an extra gift, she seriously began to hope her parents or sister had helped her in tidying it.
She doubted that being the case though, making her steps even slower. Whenever she was home, her room was always off limits and the same rule continued even when she was away. If they had all decided
