Runze's POV
The glass library stands near the crest of the hill behind the main house, built directly into the slope. Late afternoon sunlight hits the tall, clear panels, reflecting the surrounding pine trees against the smooth glass.
I step across the polished concrete floor, checking the fit of the timber wall panels where they meet the ceiling joints. My fingers trail over the smooth finish of the long reading table, moving toward the custom shelving built along the back wall. Every detail matches the scale model I built months ago, right down to the low daybed positioned by the front glass wall overlooking the estate grounds below.
