Chapter 77

• The inside of the cabin matched the outside perfectly. It looked as though it had been plucked from one of those home improvement TV shows that Kat loved to watch. Judging from the kitchen with its stacked ovens, touchscreen refrigerator, and mini bar area, it was most certainly a luxury cabin.
• The interior held earthy tones, mostly browns and a few different shades of red. The sectional in the center of the cabin was big enough for an entire family, and the flat-screen mounted on the far wall was the biggest I had ever seen. Plush pillows sat on the sectional, and I resisted the urge to throw myself onto them, happy to sink into the soft material. I ogled at the brick fireplace and the hand-carved mantle above it, grinning when I spotted a few framed pictures of the twins and their parents.
• They looked like the picture-perfect family, and for once, there was no twinge of pain in my chest. I was happy the twins had this incredible life, that they were surrounded by people who loved and respected them. Just because I had a crappy upbringing didn't mean I wished it on anyone else.