Leila's POV

　　"Everything has to be perfect," I whispered to myself, scanning the living room one final time.

　　The streamers were up-appropriately bright and cheerful, crisscrossing across the ceiling while a large banner that read "Welcome Home, Michael!" was draped above the fireplace.

　　It was almost surreal to see the mansion, usually so cold and intimidating, looking so warm and festive. Dominic had ordered everything set up, and a wave of gratitude ...