Chapter 23

• The house was as mute as a grave, which was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, I was the only soul residing here, in this tremendous luxurious penthouse. One did not need every inch of their brain cells to recognize that this penthouse was in fact designed for a male owner. The dark rustic walls, the lack of décor whatsoever, the lifelessness screaming from every corner of the living area. It was just so masculine, however I had to admit, it was still beautiful. The breathtaking view of the cityscape, as displayed from the gigantic clear windows made up for the plain living quarters. Especially during the golden hours, where the beautiful orange rays of the setting sun would grace the entire living room, I lived for those moments. They never failed to leave me in awe at how spectacular and beautiful the city of London could be, especially during the evening when the sky turned an aesthetic pinkish orangish colour submerged in the clouds. Sunrise was also a blessing in this house. However, I preferred the sunset more. I was just in time for the jaw dropping golden hour, and even though the house looked not so pleasant, as I rushed to open the grandee curtains to breathe in new air and light, into the lifeless house, it turned out magnificent, like a frog into a prince.
• At last, I was done. After a long hearty thirty minutes poured into making my new home as tidy as possible, my body was crying from exhaustion. I just needed to rest, after all I had a long day coming tomorrow.
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