Vivian stepped into the house with Leone and asked him if he bought the house recently.
"No. Dad gifted me this when I turned eighteen. I've yet to earn to be able to buy such a house," Leone asserted.
The question that had been lingering in Vivian’s mind finally found its way to her lips. “Why have you brought me here?” she asked, slipping off her heels. The relief was immediate; her feet had been throbbing after being confined in the tight shoes for an extended period.
She walked ahead of him only to find that the house looked quite clean as if it was done recently only. She sat on the couch, looking at him with anticipation.
"We are going to live here," Leone said.
Vivian’s response was an incredulous laugh. “You must be joking,” she retorted, dismissing his statement as a jes
