Chapter 28 Don't Know Where To Put It?

• We pull up to Luke’s place a few minutes later, and I almost forget to breathe.
• This isn’t just a house. It’s a mansion—a literal mansion, all sharp angles, stone walls, and towering windows. The driveway winds through a huge garden, the kind of lush, manicured greenery that feels like something out of a dream.
• Luke glances over, catching me staring, and smirks. He hops out of the car, strolling around to my side.