~{INGRID'S POV}~
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Throughout the drive to his place I didn't say a word and he didn't bother trying to make any conversation with me.
Joy freely spoke to him and he answered and it felt like torture until we finally arrived.
It was a nice two storey building and it had a gate of its own and was located in the woods and not far from Hilltop church if I calculated correctly. It was painted in two colors, white and ash and had a lot of plants around which I'm pretty sure is his sister's doing.
He drove up to the gate and it opened on its own before he went in and the moment he parked, I didn't hesitate to step out to have a closer view of his house. It was obvious he had money but I'm pretty sure it wasn't merely from the chef job.
"Welcome to my home," he warmly said as he walked in front of me to lead the way.
