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Sapphire

When I was told we're going to a summer house, I thought it would be cute little house alongside a beach with a small gate and a room for a short family.

But it was nothing like what I imagined it to be.

To say it's huge is an understatement. I doubt if we can note it as a summer house because it's almost like a mansion.

Not a huge royal paintings kinda mansion but bright technology kinda mansion. Both the ways it was a mansion.

I felt Sean's fingers closing my jaw up, that has been gaping at the sight before me for the past 10 seconds.

"I didn't know a summer house could be this beautiful." I said.

"This is not the summer house, pretty girl." He said, with a chuckle.

"What?" I asked.

"This is where my grandparents live when they need their alone time. It's their holiday place most of the time when they aren't fine to travel around the world kicks in."

"Why did we come here?"

"We're going to stay here for tonight and start to the summer house tomorrow in the morning