CHAPTER 123: NEW SPIRITS

ROSALINE’S POV:

"Well, I guess you have already found your room,” Damien said as we stepped into a room with navy blue walls and white furniture. It was a beautiful mix if I do say so myself. This was the first room we had entered, but I got the feeling that this was the smallest room in the house. Ariana scowled.

“This is your room, Daddy,” she stated.

“Yes, but it’s yours now,” Damien said, and my eyebrows shot to the top of my head.

“How did you know this was his room?” I asked Ariana. There was no indication that this room belonged to anyone; there were no portraits, artefacts, or signs of any personal belongings.

“I just guessed. I think grandma would have a few pictures in her room; Daddy does not like pictures,” Ariana said, and I was still in shock. It was bewildering how she already knew her father better than me.

“Well, now that it is yours, you can have whatever you want in it; we can even redecorate,” Damien said, walking up to her and crouching by her side.

“No, I like i