After driving for almost six hours since morning, a car finally rolled in front of the white fence with climbing roses peeking out here and there. It contrasted with the black lacquered gate in the middle, which set it apart from the other houses on that street.
"Is this really the place?" Michael looked at the house from the car window.
"Yeah, look—" Raphael pulled out his phone and showed his twin a picture of a house's front view. "It's the same fence as the one Dad sent me."
"Us."
"Whatever," the older twin snorted, tilting his head so he could see the house better. It was quite difficult doing it from inside a car when the fence stretched out protectively. "This is...bigger than our old house, isn't it?"
"The building looks slightly smaller, but the yards are definitely bigger," Michael said after careful observation, and then paused for a few seconds. "Just like how Dad likes it."
Raphael drummed over the steering wheel, whistling. "Marrying a rich alpha is nice, huh?"
