I’m now a big lady

And as I came out of the car, I felt a rush of nostalgia. I have been away from this mansion for so long, and it feels good to be back. A lot has changed since I was away, as I stood there admiring the whole surroundings.

Mr. Jone approaches me. He appeared to be in his sixties; he stood tall and straight, his face lined with age but still handsome in his own way. His hair was thick and salt-and-pepper gray, with a few strands of white at the temples. His eyes were a deep blue, and he had a strong jawline that was only softened by the hint of a smile on his lips. His clothes were neat and well-tailored, a sign of someone who took pride in his appearance.

“Miss Jas, you can handle me over your luggage and follow me to your new apartment."

He said this as he took my luggage from me. He was broad-shouldered, with a kind face that seemed to hold the weight of many years.

He led me to a small building that I had never seen before.

It was separate from the main mansion, nestled in the woods