"Let's go in."
Nathaniel gestured at the main entrance while steadily carrying Lorianne. Elsie nodded once, her lips tugging into a smile. He only moved toward the door once she stepped closer to him.
"Your slippers," Nathaniel pointed to the lilac home slippers, then the child's pink ones next to them, "Also Lorrie's."
Elsie and Lorianne slipped into the home slippers before they resumed walking. The little one returned to Nathaniel's arm.
Walking quietly by Nathaniel's side, Elsie took in the surroundings. She smelled the familiar scent of lavender as soon as she stepped inside the villa.
The golden afternoon sunlight spilled through the expansive windows, casting dappled patterns across the sleek wooden doors.
Tilting her chin up slightly, Elsie looked at the high ceilings before staring at the elegantly designed interiors. They reflected Nathaniel's sophisticated taste while carrying the warmth of this place.
