The study seemed empty like it carried nothing of worthy note as she looked around, pinching her brows every now and then.
They were some books stacked on the shelves which drew her attention, causing her to walk over to the end.
She brought her hand forward and dragged out one randomly, all while still looking behind her.
She opened it, seeing it spoke of something like philosophy and the likes.
Topics like that had never enticed her and it wasn't just because she wasn't smart enough to understand it.
She dropped the book back into the shelf space, having to force it in since the books stacked there had tightened up.
Picking another book, she read again but it was just another boring philosophy.
She noticed a trend even. All of the books were of the 19th century, 1800s.
Something told her this wasn't about aesthetics anymore.
Could it be this house had been built in that period of time?
