65... back to my home...

CLAIRE.

I am back to my home, my sweet, comfy home. I miss it so much, it feels like I've been not been in it for a whole year, what added more to the feeling is the renovation I noticed the house has undergone. Most things has been changed, starting from the settings of the living room with new things to compliment the empty spaces, but the designs are a little bit darker than I'd like. The new model counter in the kitchen didn't go unnoticed, everything here has changed.

Wow. When did all these happened?

"You're staring at everywhere like you weren't the one who ordered for it to be done before your arrival" Henry says with a smirk.

What the hell is he saying? I didn't give any orders.

"I gotta say your boyfriend's taste is really rubbing off on you" Harry remarked, striding towards the kitchen with an empty flat plate in his hand "He's got a great taste, I was told he specifically chose the leather chairs, they are very nice"

It dawned on me immediately that Ryan is responsible