window, still nervous, thinking a

urns my face towar

e'll be friends forever, even if everything and everyone says o

etting sun paints the landscape with golden hues, illuminating the path ahead. As we approach, we stop in front of the imposing wrought-iron gates, and my heart begins to beat faster. These tal

ys, throwing me a quick glance befor

d us towards the mansion. As we advance, the mansion takes shape in the distance. It rises majestically with its gray stone walls, exuding an air of grandeur and

e wealthiest men in Austria. Every detail is perfectly maintained, from the precisely trimmed gardens to

posing double door of solid wood, skillfully carved with intricate details.

mallness in the face of the grandeur of the place, but curiosity and excitement drive me to want to explore what lies within those walls. As t

he car, greeting the person, and then walks towards me. I take a deep breath, an

btle scent of fresh flowers, and the muffled sound of lively voices and laughter. Ravi elegantly guides me through the spacious corridors, whose polished wooden floors reflect the light fr

. Ravi's parents are present, welcoming the guests with warm smiles and a welcoming atmosphere.

oman walks up to us, and I let go of Ra

k stunni

she says, caressing Ravi'

is Miss R

to meet

s. Lockwood," I retur

', you can call me

la, and if you like, you

for a lovely you

smiled, feeling

Radcliffe, my frie

," I said, extending my hand, and h

iss. Welcome to our home

k you

all me Dangelo," he smiled, and Mrs.

hope, since there aren't many girls your

y grateful for the invitatio

s display trays of appetizers and drinks carefully arranged. The soft light from the lamps creates a warm and cozy atmosphere, enveloping the scene with a golden glow. The guests a

ady asks, "What do you think of the new

art. The exhibited works are truly impressive, with a variety of styles and techniques.

side her, with b

assical music?

emotions and make us travel through time. The concert at the Aurora theater promises to be wonderful! Are you going?" He smil

le nowadays who appreciate a

lways say I was born in the wrong century," he

he beating heart of this mansion. It's a space where stories are shared, laughter echoes, and bonds are strengthened. I feel privileged to be here, enveloped by the affection and welcoming essence of this home. As the sound of voices and laughter fills the ai