Chapter 6

• Rebecca
• As I followed Avim down the staircase, I finally got a chance to admire the house. Correction: it was a mansion. Its grandeur struck me as we descended, with the tallest ceiling I had ever seen adorned by exquisite crown molding. A spiral staircase caught my attention, and to my right, I noticed another one that led up to the second floor, converging in an imperial staircase style. I grasped the smooth wooden banister, marveling at the mansion's immaculate white sparkling marble.
• Looking up, I couldn't help but be captivated by a magnificent Venetian-style crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Adorned with countless teardrop crystals, it exuded a vintage and elegant ambiance. Lost in its beauty, I suddenly collided with a wall of firm muscles, jolting me back to reality. Startled, I instinctively stepped away, only to be met with a piercing glare from Avim.