November 9:00am (A week later)
As Amber pulls into the driveway, my eyes widen. I look to see a mansion. She parks the car, and I don't dare ask how she got the place. She gets out, I then follow. I don't have anything with me, but the clothes on me. Today we're going shopping after she shows me the place.
(Emma Stone-Amber)
I walk through the doors of my new home. I look around. I can't help but feel breathless as I look around the place. There is a chandelier right above me. A grand staircase in front of me, with long hallways leading to who knows where.
I hear the door close, and Amber smiles at me. "Well home sweet home." she sings.
I smile at her. "Come along, let me show you your new room," she says.
I follow behind her, putting my hands in my pockets of my sweater. We walk up the large stairs and keep observing the place. We take the hallway to my left. As I walk down it, I stare at the pictures hung on the wall. Amber used to sketch and paint, some must be hers or all.
A few doors are open. I take a peek at inside one to see a master bedroom, I look inside another to see a pink-walled room. I didn't know Amber had a kid.
We come to a stop, she then opens a door and I can smell the freshness in the air. I step past her. I look at the room.
(Bella's bed side of the room)
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