Mr. Crows was obsessed with the Victorian Era, so it wasn't surprising to see his office decorated with the said trend. Everything looked dark and gothic, and the floor-to-ceiling windows highlighted the majestic view of the room of the soaring cliffs at the edge of the island.
Behind a huge mahogany table, Mr. Crows was casually flicking through the pages of a book. His black hair interspersed with white strands showed his age, and he had a pair of round glasses. Upon hearing my footsteps, Mr. Crows looked up from what he was reading and regarded me with a smile.
"Greetings, Avery. I hope you're enjoying your stay here at the Eternal Manor," he said, then gestured towards one of the sofas facing his table. "Have a seat."
I did as I was told and tried to get as comfortable as possible i
