NovelUSAChapter 642 "Thank you, Grandpa," Citrine said politely.
Watching Herschel and his granddaughter chatting away for so long, Inez couldn't help feeling a twinge of jealousy. "Alright, it's tto save the family reunion for when Citrine's feeling better. For now, letshow you the bedroom I've prepared for you, Citrine." She smiled. "Would you like Grandma to take you upstairs to see your room?" "Yes, please." Citrine's lips curved in a gentle smile as she rose from the sofa. Herschel blinked in disbelief. Wasn't it supposed to be their bedroom for Citrine, set up together? When did it becjust Inez's project? Hilda followed Inez upstairs. The moment she saw the room prepared for her daughter, she froze in surprise.
This had once been her parents' master bedroom-the biggest room in the old house, with the best views. She'd never expected her parents would give up their own room so Citrine could have it.
Even Citrine paused in the doorway. She'd noticed from outside that this was the sunniest, most enviable room in the entire villa.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd inside, the furniture and décor were all in the modern style young people loved-though here and there, squirky, old-fashioned touches peeked through, a little out of step with current trends. But Citrine could feel the care behind it all; it was obvious her grandparents had decorated the place themselves, just for her, before she arrived.
She turned, about to say something, when she caught sight, quite by accident, of the red mark on Inez's palm. Citrine pressed her lips together, a wave of bittersweet emotion rising in her chest.
When her granddaughter didn't say anything for a while, Inez asked, softly and a little anxiously, "Citrine, do you like it?" Worried Citrine might just be pretending to be pleased, Inez hurried to add, "If you don't, that's perfectly alright- we'll fix it up however you want, sweetheart." The gentle care and affection in her grandmother's words touched Citrine deeply. She smiled. "I love it, Grandma. Thank you-and thank you, Grandpa, too." "That's all I wanted to hear." Inez beamed, her spirits instantly lifted by Citrine's approval.
Upstairs, the mood was warm and joyful. Down the hall, Monica and Wade retreated to their bedroom-and felt as if the sky had fallen.
The sight that greeted them left both in shock.
All their limited-edition furniture and prized decorations had vanished, replaced by the family's cast-off, outdated pieces.
At the smoment, a shrill screech echoed from the other side of the house.
"Ahhh!" Wade was nearly hysterical at the scene before him.
Monica heard the commotion and dashed over to Wade's room. "What's with the yelling? What happened?" Wade looked utterly devastated. "Did someone break in? All my model cars are gone!" Monica finally took a good look and realized Wade's room, too, had been stripped and replaced with the sancient furniture and questionable décoras hers. It was as if both rooms had been ransacked by someone with truly terrible taste.
Looking closer, she realized both rooms now looked exactly the sequally hideous.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWade was beside himself. "Those were farest collectibles! I up for ages to buy those supposed to live without "That's it, I'm calling the police. I have to." Wade whipped out his phone.
Monica burst out laughing. "The police? Are you out of your mind? e You want to get smacked?" She snatched the phone out of his hands. "Cupstairs and see for yourself." This wasn't a burglary-it was a clean sweep.
When they made it upstairs, they found their missing furniture and decorations proudly displayed in the bedroom Grandma had set up for their little sister. Wade's prized racecar models now sat in the place of honor, right in front of the TV.
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