Willow's POV
Once we were done at the restaurant, Aunt Cassandra and Timothy drove me to my apartment, which wasn’t far from the outdoor mall. My room was on the third floor, neither prominent nor grand. There were two bedrooms and a single bathroom. There was no wall separating the kitchen from the living area, and the dining area was the counter on the other side of the kitchen sink. What hurt my heart was seeing how bare it all was.
“We figured a two-bedroom would be great for you so that you could invite friends over to stay with you after you make some. Or you could turn the second bedroom into an office space, whichever you thought was best.” I simply nodded my head at Timothy, and his smile disappeared slightly.
“My mate Luka requested late yesterday to use the extra furniture th
