Where is Rolland's house?

After Rowan's initial sentence, she hesitated to continue as she knew it wasn't the right time for serious discussions in the breakfast shop. But after a moment of thought, she carried on.

"Last night, when I decided to move out of the mansion, I wasn't worried because I knew you would welcome me without any hesitation. I didn't even need to ask for confirmation. I guess I'm just not used to relying on others so easily. You see, my family situation makes me always consider others and their needs, leaving no room to think about myself."

"I'm sorry if I misunderstood you, Rolland. I truly consider you a good friend, and I never see you as an outsider."

Upon hearing this, most of Rolland's anger subsided.

Still not ready to let her off the hook, he mumbled a few words. "But you can't stay up all night, afraid of bothering me. Next time something happens, who knows what you might do to yourself!"

Rowan smiled warmly, "Okay, I promise not to do that again. From now on, if anything happens,