CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

“This is insane. How is your place this big?”

I looked around Thea’s house. The house she’d gotten in Naples had multiple rooms that she probably wouldn’t need but it was the aesthetics that blew me off. From outside, it looked just like a pristine-white mansion that covered over four thousand square feet but on getting inside, I couldn’t shut my mouth. It was like a splash of flavours. The arch ways had murals painted over them and some rooms had some kind of alt décor in some of them. You could get to a room and feel warm and you could get to another and feel hyped up enough to do some work because of the lively space.

“Bro… I can’t even…” We’d just left her workspace from the tour and I could understand why her house was so huge. There was this really big room that could fit 20 of old room in it and there were fabrics upon fabrics strewn about with lots of machines I couldn’t even recognise.

“Damn! How did you even manage our space? It seems like an ant compared to this.” I motione