DON'T ASK ME WHAT I SAW 4

During the ride to his house, Daniel said nothing to me.

I was expecting him to at least ask me a few questions, maybe to make me feel more comfortable, but he remained quiet.

At first, the silence felt awkward.

I glanced at him a few times, hoping he would say something, but his eyes remained fixed on the road.

Eventually, I stopped expecting him to speak.

I just watched the houses pass by, one after another, as if they were too slow to keep up with us.

Honestly, I didn't mind.

As long as I was far away from my grandmother's house, that was all that mattered.

After what felt like a long drive, we finally arrived at a huge black gate.

Written boldly across the top was one word:

GREENVILLE.

I stared at it for a moment.

It looked less like the entrance to a house and more like the entrance to an entire estate.

Daniel pressed a button inside the car, and the gate slowly opened on its own.

“Wow…”

That was unexpected.

He drove through the gate, and I almost stopped breathing at the sight in front of me.

There were at least seven huge houses—or should I say castles?—spread across the estate. If I wasn't mistaken, there were even more further ahead.

The houses were beautiful.

Then I spotted a waterfall flowing beside the road.

I stared at it in disbelief.

Daniel drove past the waterfall and continued further into the estate before pulling into one of the houses.

He parked in the parking lot.

There were already several cars parked there.

We got down, and he asked me to follow him.

He walked towards a small gate and opened it.

I followed him through, and we entered a beautiful house.

We eventually reached the sitting room.

Daniel gestured toward the couch.

“Have a seat.”

I sat down.

“Would you like some water?” he asked.

I nodded.

He got me a glass of water and handed it to me before sitting down.

He crossed his legs and looked directly at me.

“Elizabeth.”

My ears tingled.

There was something about the way he said my name.

It sounded so perfect in his mouth.

Girl, get a grip of yourself.

I quickly looked up at him.

He told me that he wanted us to properly introduce ourselves and get to know each other better.

“Okay,” I said.

We both spoke at the same time.

“You go first.”

We paused.

I looked at him.

He looked at me.

We said it again.

“You go first.”

This time, I decided to gesture instead of talking.

I pointed at him, motioning for him to start.

He nodded.

“I’m Daniel Greenville…”

Immediately, I remembered the gate.

GREENVILLE.

I stared at him with a puzzled look.

He smiled and explained that his parents owned the villa.

He told me that he had three siblings: his elder brother, Stefan, his twin sister, Dani, and his younger sister, Emily.

I nodded.

“No wonder the resemblance.”

Then he gestured for me to start.

I took a small breath.

“I’m Elizabeth Campbell.”

Immediately I said my name, his expression changed.

He looked surprised.

I was about to ask if there was any problem when his phone suddenly rang.

His face became warmer, and a big smile crept across his face as he picked up the call.

“Hey, babe,” he said.