CELINE'S P O V

‘‘This is your new room...’’ Brylee remarked as she opened the door to my room. Her soft, soothing voice had reverted to its previous, more grating condition.

I walked inside and took my time looking around, only to discover that it was much larger than I had anticipated. There was a walk-in wardrobe, a sofa that was an exact replica of Cynthia's, a vanity dresser, and anything else that I could possibly require at any one time.

I couldn't help but ...