Chapter 25

Roselyn stepped into the house, her eyes widening in awe.

The interior was just as breathtaking as the exterior. High ceilings, expansive windows, and sleek lines blended seamlessly with natural materials—wood, stone, and lush greenery.

She wandered through the spacious living room, her footsteps echoing off the polished hardwood floors.

Every detail seemed tailored to her tastes—the earthy color palette, the plush furnishings, and the stunning artwork adorning the walls.

Roselyn's gaze drifted upward, mesmerized by the floor-to-ceiling windows that framed the forest like a work of art.

She felt as though she'd stepped into a serene oasis, a world away from the chaos of the city.

"Alexander..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He stood beside her, his eyes watching hers.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

Roselyn's lips parted, but words failed her.