A few hours later, Mylo stirs awake in the backseat, due to the bumpy and rough roads. He sat up grumpily, his body swaying, "We are not there yet?" Mylo couldn't make out their location.
The only thing he was able to see was the car headlights pointing in the dark unpaved pathway, with so many tall trees standing on both sides of it.
"We are almost there, pretty. Sorry," Royce apologizes as he takes the next sharp turn down the road, until a small cottage comes into view.
"Woah," Mylo leans forward between the car seats, smiling happily at the beautiful small house.
"Wait until you see the inside," Royce winks at Mylo, pressing a kiss on his cheek.
Mylo smiles softly, his eyes shining with curiosity as he rushes out of the car. He runs towards the place, looking around before rushing inside.
