Chapter 41 (manor)

DAKOTA'S POV.

Because of all the commotion and we losing our house to a fire, we moved to our grandparents' house-- my dad's father-- his house was a classical manor in the countryside with a courtyard thrice as big as our former house. My grandfather was a professional golf player, though retired, he owned a golf club and he had a golf court in his courtyard and he played golf in it whenever he had some free time.

When I entered the house reception a river of nostalgia hit me, this was one of the reasons I didn't like coming here it brought back memories of when I was little. I remember spending most of my time here as a child especially whenever I was on holiday, now I barely come here apart from a few occasions like this.

We were greeted by maids in well-pressed black and white uniforms, and then they showed me the room I was going to stay in. Since we didn't have a house we were going to stay here till we bought or rented another one

When I entered the room the maids bowed bef