I stuck like glue to Zaine’s side as he led me down to the ground floor and back to where the atrium was on the other side of the mansion. The property was beautiful, I had to say. It was all very tastefully decorated with fine art and carefully picked furniture that matched the theme of deco-art impeccably.
It was easy to tell where Zaine got his inspiration from.
“Did you grow up here?” I asked, ducking under his arm when he held the door to the atrium open for me.
“Yes. Why?”
Stepping into it, I was immediately hit with hot and humid air. All around us were large plants that reached close to the glass ceiling. The entire place was curved into a sphere, lit up by the beautiful sunset that casted a reddish glow over the bright green plants.
I ran my hands over some of the leafs, taking in their waxy surfaces with interest.
“Rianne.”