Elena's POVThe car stops right at the doorway of the mansion that looked like it belonged in one of those glossy magazines my mother used to flip through when life was still good. White stone walls, columns wrapped in ivy, and a circular driveway with golf-course quality grass in the middle.I didn't get to gawk long. How could I when Caleb was already at the door, opening it for us? Noah, or Mr. N, whatever name floats his boat, took me by the arm and led me inside without a word.I struggled, but of course, it was all in vain.The interior of the said mansion was even worse. It was... beautiful. High ceilings, chandeliers that probably cost more than my mother's medical bills for a year, and walls adorned with art I wouldn't dare put a price on. Marble floors, winding staircases, hallways that stretched farther than I could see.Damn, I literally feel like I'm in a Hollywood movie. Being in a mansion this grand almost feels surreal."You live here?" I asked before I could stop mys
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