Author's POV
Lucien's car stopped in front of the huge villa where Sera had just gone in with her brother and Emma. She was still lost in the beauty of it all, already picturing how she'd decorate it in her own style, which she had never had the chance to do in her past life.
Back then, even if she wanted to change something, she had no right to do that! After all, she never had a home.
Or if she had… she couldn't remember it. She couldn't tell anymore.
Sera was still exploring the house with Emma, her bare feet brushing against the cool floor, when she wandered onto the balcony. The view below was quiet until a car rolled to a stop at the porch.
"Looks like your brother hitched a ride here," Asher's voice came from behind, casual but sharp as always.
"Brother," Sera said softly, turning to look at him. "Please… don't be angry at Brother Alistair." She already recognized the car and knew exactly who had brought him here.
