#Chapter 225 – House of Dreams

The villa is a place of dreams. Daniel puts me down pretty much the moment we come inside and my shoes click against beautiful white tiles of the floor. Kent immediately takes Daniel’s place at my side, wrapping an arm around my waist and leading me through the house as if he’s been here a thousand times before, even though I know he’s only seen it online. The entire place is gigantic and clearly very, very old. As we walk, our family spreading out into the house and marveling at all its different pieces, Kent tells me that it’s a four-hundred-year-old farm house that’s been lovingly restored with all modern amenities. We have the farmlands around the house as well, some of which have been leased out to local famers, but some of which – including a small barn – has been set aside for Butterfly and Heathcliff. My heart soars a little, thinking about how nice it will be to have Heathcliff in the building next door, but all of these happy emotions are wiped from me and replaced with aw