Walking to the door, Thea Lynch spent a long time before finally finding the key in a flowerbed.
Ever since her parents left, all the servants in the house had been dismissed, and no one had been here for many years.
This key was left by Thea before she went abroad.
The door, weathered by years of wind and rain, automatically opened with a creaking sound.
Thea stood at the entrance, hesitant to make her next move, until Ian Preston spoke next to her, "Let's go in."
Like waking from a dream, Thea responded and followed in his footsteps.
From the yard to the front door, this path seemed longer than Thea had imagined.
The yard was overgrown with weeds, with two wildflowers barely visible, and the swing chair beside them was rusty.
Her memories of this place remained at the age of sixteen.
