Angelina's POV -It's the season of winter and snowfall isn't a exception. I actually love snowfall but sometimes I also hate it, like now because I have to clear all the snow from the front door. This is the story of every winter where my parents never help me out, its just that they order me to clean it up. After a while, I felt like my whole body was freezing and I didn't have any energy left in my body so I decided to take a break and sat on the stair. Sitting there I noticed the small children of the neighborhood play snow fight and I couldn't help but laugh and enjoy. I remembered how I always wanted to play snow fight but my parents never allowed me. Watching the other children of my age play snow fight or enjoying together that time made me feel sad because I was never allowed to play with them. I was always inside the house, doing homework or helping mom. I was emerged in my thoughts when I saw my dad rushing towards the home while looking left, right, back, as if he was ch

Chapter - 3Angelina's POV - I looked at the man who opened the door. He was the same man who came and informed me that I'll be sitting here in hell. He was also a handsome man, he might be 22 or 23. His face was a cute one unlike Dean's which is just handsome and terrifying. I got down from the car and was speechless seeing the view in front of me. It was a magnificent mansion more like a castle. I always dreamed of living in such a mansion but I never thought I would be able to live in it. I was so busy in admiring the mansion that I didn't notice the man staring at me. "Its interior is much more beautiful"The man said and I looked at him with a beaming smile on my face. How could he know what I was thinking? Whatever he escorted me towards the mansion. While we were entering the mansion, I looked back but couldn't see a sign of Dean. "Dean already went inside while you were admiring the mansion"The man said which surprised me. How can he know every