My big bad wolf
The house.
Mia's eyes widened. It was big—not just big, but almost a mansion. It was completely different from the other houses in town they had seen so far. It was white as snow, with large windows and elegant curtains, surrounded by a perfectly trimmed hedge. The garden was flowery and vibrant, with well-tended flower beds and stone paths leading to a cozy porch with cushions, hammocks, and even a small deck. In the background, a swimming pool sparkled in the morning sun, with the forest just behind it, like a painted backdrop.
“Is this real?” Mia whispered, almost to herself. “I learned to swim in a public pool. This guy has one in his backyard.”
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