I was hungry. My stomach growled as soon as I woke up. I knew I had to eat something. From past few days, I was living in the mansion my stomach was adapting to the heavy Italian meals. Although I wasn't that fond of Greta, I couldn't deny her cooked food. And she always made a dessert! It's like I was living in a five-star restaurant.
I visited the site thrice so that I would get the accurate idea of the floors. The architect was kind enough to mail me the floor plan as well.
There were four rooms on the ground floor, excluding a separate kitchen and a dining hall. Another problem was the living area, it was huge, and according to the pictures it had to be lively. Alice pitched in a few ideas for the colour of the couch and the portrait she wanted in the centre. Those were the things w
