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As we pull up at the mansion, I feel like I'm housing a whole damn zoo in my stomach. I find some relief in the fact that I can't sense Alex here, meaning I have some more time to relax and think about what I'm going to say. A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I take in the beautiful mansion, walking up the white marble steps to the ornate front door. I have lived here, cried here, loved here and almost died here. It most certainly will always be scrapbooked into my memory. As I enter into the grand palace, my dad with his arm wrapped around me, we encounter a shocked Vincent.

"Phoebe! I thought I could sme... hear you!" He gasps, an easy smile gliding onto his face smooth as butter.

"Hi Vincent. I've come to see Alex... oh and this is my dad, Ricky." I explain hastily.

"Oh that's real great Phoebe. He should be back soon. Hi Ricky, would you like me to show you around?" Vincent easily charms my dad.

"Yea sure, nice to meet you. Take it easy Phoebs, and just call me if you need any