Disappointment?

EZEKIEL

“Are everything perfect already?” I asked the room organizer I hired to fix the rooms of Vince and Vera in my house.

“Yes, Sir. Everything’s according to what you wanted us to do.”

“Good.”

I had been planning for this day ever since Vivienne and I agreed on the new arrangement. It wasn’t easy, trying to juggle my work and getting everything ready for Vince and Vera. But I wanted it to be perfect.

I spent hours guiding the organizers fixing up their rooms, making sure every detail was just right. I wanted them to feel at home here, to know that this place was just as much theirs as it was mine.

The day had finally come, and as I stood in the hallway, waiting for the kids to finish examining the house, I felt nervous and excited at the same time. I wanted them to love it here. I wanted them to feel like they belonged.

“Okay, are you two ready to see your rooms?” I asked, trying to keep the anticipation out of my voice.

Vera’s eyes lit up, and she practically bounced on her f