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Entering the huge gate, we came inside the mansion's ground. In front, stands a three storied building at the end of a pavement path, lined with perfectly trimmed trees. And beside this path, there's a beautiful garden with different kinds of flowers. Especially roses. I think the people of this house is obsessed with flowers because most of this garden consumes different kinds of roses in it. But who am I to judge them? Everyone has their own hobbies. Holding the hands of Trisha and Tristan in my each hand, I came to the front porch in front of a wooden door. “Ring the bell… ring the bell…” Trisha hoped on her feet in excitement to go to her parents. I passed her a smile to see her cute reaction, before ringing the bell. It took a minute for someone to open the door and welcome us in.