Eighty two

The elevator dinged as it reached the top floor; the floor only had two doors, one for her and the other for her neighbor.

Layla punched in the code and told Emma she could change it if she wanted to. Emma could hardly keep her mouth closed because of how beautiful the house was. They walked into the entrance gallery, filled with light that resonated through the perfectly white-painted walls.

There were three rooms, all decorated beautifully with minimalistic yet stunning designs that mesmerized Emma.

Layla gave her a tour of the grand gallery and the small room that was her office in case she still had work to do for him from the company.

"And that’s the tour; I have been here a lot, so I’d leave you to figure out where you want to choose,” Layla called as they stepped into Ryan’s room.

It was painted sky blue with beautiful stickers of whales and stars; his bed was a beautiful beige canopy, and the moment Ryan walked into the room behind his mom, his eyes widened. "And this is your