Elena 

Ava’s mansion is always as quiet as this, I wish I could have somewhere like this as home. 

Then my life would be colourful and beautiful like the living stream water, beautiful with those glorious sparkling butterflies. 

I ride into the mansion, I see Ava in her black short and a tank top waving at me, my anger gradually reduced while I was driving my way up here.

I put my car to stop as I get down immediately. When I see her face the water work wants to ...