Logan
“Mom? Dad?” Ella called out as we stepped out of the elevator and into the brightly-lit foyer.
Walking into Ella’s parents’ penthouse felt like stepping into a different world.
Rather than the pure extravagant opulence that I had expected, I was instead met with understated elegance, creaking hardwood floors, and tall arched windows that allowed the sun to beam in. The furniture was chic yet comfortable, and the entire place smelled like fresh baked bread.
However, despite the beautiful and comfortable decor, I felt anything but comfortable. This evening was like a high-stakes performance, and my mind was on edge for every little change in the atmosphere. This was my one chance to make this entire arrangement with Ella worth it.
“Logan, let me introduce you to Selina, our house
