OLIVIA
We finally arrived in Austin's hometown. My gaze was immediately drawn to the old Villa house that stood before us. Its elegant design and rustic charm gave it a unique beauty, a piece of history that exuded a sense of comfort and nostalgia. I couldn't help but admire the house, even with its vintage architecture that contrasted with the modern buildings I was used to.
"Welcome to where I was born, Liv," Austin's voice broke through my thoughts, his words laced with a hint of pride. "Let's go inside. I'll tour you around, and my parents are waiting for you."
My heart fluttered at the mention of meeting his parents, my nerves bubbling to the surface. The idea of being introduced to his family brought a mix of excitement and apprehension, a blend of emotions I struggled to contain.
