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I paced back and forth in the living room of my house, extremely nervous.

I glanced at my father's closed office door once more. I then sat down on the largest sofa in the room, placing both hands on my knees.

It was a fairly sunny day, with a few clouds in the sky, but it was overall a bright blue day. My house was clean, thanks to the cleaning I had done the day before in preparation for today.

My house looked the same as before. The dining area was in front of a large window with a panoramic view of the city. Next to it was the guest bedroom door, where Ethan had stayed the first time he visited.

In front of me was the TV, with two individual sofas on each side. To the left, there was a wall with an opening leading to the kitchen, which was spotless. The stairs were behind me, and the front door was in the opposite corner of the same wall.

You could see the upstairs from where I was sitting, as there was a glass and black metal railing that allowed you to see halfway down the hallw