Make love

Lily got up from the bed and looked around the artless room. She hadn't gotten the chance to explore the mansion last night since she was too exhausted and all she wanted was to get some sleep.

She went to the bathroom to wash off the grogginess from her face and brushed her teeth. After she was done freshening, she went downstairs to look for her husband.

The mansion was what she would describe as picturesque. Those curious brown doe-eyes of hers explored the place like she was looking around an art museum.

She took cautious steps down the black-and-white checkered floor, tracing her fingers against the smooth, pale blue walls that had intricate golden designs on them while peering up at the wide-arched white ceiling. The Salvadori mansion was enormous, and she felt like a Lilliputian in this vast palace-like structure.

It felt strange to be here. In a stranger's house. She would not be treated like a stranger in this place, but deep down Lily began feeling homesick.

As she strolled