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3RD PERSON'S POV

Having her by his side was all he had hoped for, but having her trust him was what he wished he had gotten sooner. The two drove to his family’s cabin house, which was close to the lake.

“Tell me again, how many houses do you guys own?” Arya asked as she hopped off the car, and Leo chuckled.

“I don’t know, but I think we have houses all over, but that doesn’t matter now. Come on; I carried the necessary things we need for today.” Leo said as he went behind the truck to retrieve the things they needed for fishing from the trunk.

“It must be nice for you guys; I mean, you get anything you want, and you own a lot of things.” She said.

“Okay, I know what you mean, but that is not the case; being rich is everyone’s dream, but you don’t want to know the disadvantages that come with it. I am just lucky to have been born or come from a rich family and all that, but I don’t feel entitled to anything owned by my late father.”

“He is still your father, and the fact that he died a