Stepping inside the enormous mansion, I was shocked to find that it didn’t look like some bachelor pad. Everything in pristine condition much like the town. Not a thing out of place. I could feel Layla watching through my eyes and for once, I didn’t shove her back letting her see what I see. Everything was so white, white marble floors, white walls, white curtains on either side of the doors. Everywhere I looked it was white. The ceiling was so high, not even with a ladder would you reach it. Giant skylights directly above us brightened the room. A huge white marble staircase ran up the centre of the house. The place had no clutter and no personality. No pictures on the walls, no plants, nothing decorative at all.
“Geez, is he a germaphobe?” Layla asked. Making me laugh, not realising I a
