Biana's POV
"This is where you lived?" I questioned.
"Yeah. You're definitely not used to this after years of being surrounded by the Elvin world's glory and crystal mansions. No offense," Sophie added. It was a quaint two story house lined across a row of nearly identical houses. It had been painted an ugly plain beige color and several windows were smeared with something and looked worn. The air had a sour taste that lingered in her mouth afterward. Gutters had trash and there was garbage strewn in spontaneous areas.
"Let's head to the backyard. That's where I found a note once with Keefe," Sophie stopped abruptly and changed direction.
"Go ahead first. I'm going to stay behind to keep watch," I said cautiously.
"Okay. Good idea," Sophie responded making no attempt to figure out what I was going to do. Shadows lurked near the front porch, and I pretended to wander around until my feet began to carry me away to the entrance of the house.
