Chapter 12.

The car ride was three hours and when we made it, the car drove through a pair of massive golden gates.

As we entered the border, there was another forty-minute drive to get to where they lived.

I was flabbergasted when the car came to a skilled stop on the south end of a fountain. The fountain depicted a man and a woman with a wolf standing behind them, howling up towards the sky. Three different heights had water dancing on each end, captivating you with its graceful dancing and the couple standing, holding hands, and gazing into each other's eyes.

I stepped out of the car and felt the gravel beneath my feet, I had been so captivated by the fountain that I hadn’t even looked at the house.

It was a large stone home which was the main building, two buildings attached to it on either side in what looked like oak and then a stable not far away. I could hear the horses nagging and the sound somehow built onto the perfect image of where I was.

This looked like a scene taken out of