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Finally, after what seemed like an endless stretch of awkward silence and my parents' overly sweet flirting, the drive came to an end. As Carlby guided the limousine down a narrow, tree-fringed path, I spotted the cabin through the windshield — big, wooden, and nestled among towering pines. The lake sparkled in the background, sunlight dancing on its surface like polished glass. For a moment, I nearly forgot to breathe. It was stunning… in that oddly quiet way that made you feel both at ease and a little on edge.
When we stopped, Mom was the first to hop out, her heels crunching on the gravel as she took in her surroundings with wonder. "Oh my," she exclaimed, hands clasped together. "It's… beautiful. Like something out of a movie."
"Hasn't changed a bit in seven years," Keith said with a proud smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Used to come here with Adrien and...his mom every summer. Thought you two would love it too."
