ALORA
Dr. Sharon’s house was absolutely stunning, looking as if it had just leapt out of an English movie set or book. The old grey stone walls had ivy and other vines covering them in some areas. Huge windows looked out over the landscape and a massive double wooden door was flanked by old world style carriage lights on either side, making the entry way comforting and regal at the same time. I stepped out of the car as soon as Acyn opened the door for me, taking his hand to help calm my nerves. The place had an old-world, magical-but-eerie feeling about it, the cool stones of the house causing a light fog to hang in the air as lush shrubberies and topiaries held it in place.
“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, Acyn only nodded his head in agreement, warily surveying our surrounding
