The truth finally told

***POV - Melaena

My brothers partied at Damion’s house about a million times, but I’ve never been. Not once. Never been allowed or invited for that matter. I just heard the stories.

And now I look at the house in awe, it’s a breathtakingly beautiful double-story, limestone building with lots of glass, separated by stone and wood. It almost looks like a modern mountain cottage and is L-shaped with a hipped roof. I walk on the pathway edged by green shrubs and shining lights.

A forest surrounds it, the trees forming dark silhouettes in the moonlight. On one side is a little wooden dock with a large pond, misty steam evaporates from the water, creating a magical atmosphere. Hundreds of fireflies drift like stars over the surface and it looks like a fantasy fairytale scene. I stare at it in wonderment, and then eventually cope to close my dropped jaw.