Penelope's pov
The best part about being invited to spend time with Nelia is the part where she lives right across the street. The day had gotten dark by the time I washed up, got redressed and hurried out of the house. To not leave the guys in a panic, I left a note depicting where I would be and who.
Taking my phone with me and leaving the ring tone at its highest. I hopped down each step, rushing to her home. The contrast between hers and mine was obvious. In the aura. Hers felt like I was stepping into uncharted territory. And everything was warning me to be careful.
I ignored them of course. Her gate was open, which seemed too risky but it was a small gate over a small fence. Unlike the one I stay in. So anyone can just jump over the fence. I was polite enough not to do that.
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