The humble abode

Olivia dragged her feet until she reached the entrance of Emma’s room. She stopped there, unmoving, and looked back at the passage she had just walked through. It was a simple corridor, the floor cemented, bare and unpolished. It would definitely feel cold against bare feet. The house wasn’t large, but it had five rooms built into it. Each was small, yet clearly arranged to be comfortable enough for resting. All thanks to Emma, who wanted her family to live as comfortably as possible. The twins didn’t share a room, not because they didn’t want to, but because none of the rooms could accommodate two beds. Emma’s room and Caroline’s were slightly more spacious than the others, while the last room served as storage. It was once intended as a guest room, but that couldn’t be the case anymore since they had no friends. Emma had tried to solve this mystery for a long time. She had only grown up knowing her parents, yet she doubted they had no other relatives at all. There were small open spa