Christy's POV
Kendrick's car rolled to a smooth stop in front of a quiet gated neighborhood that I had never seen before.
It wasn't huge or flashy like the mansions we were used to, but it was peaceful, like the kind of place people built a fresh start in.
"This is where you live now?" I asked softly as I looked at him.
He nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Yeah, I bought it a few weeks ago, when I started planning to move out of the Black estate." he said softly.
I turned to look at the house again. The setting sun bathed it in a warm orange hue, the windows glinting softly. It wasn't the biggest place in the world, but for some reason, it made my chest ache in a good way.
"It's… beautiful," I whispered.
He smiled and got out of the car, walking around to open my door like the gentleman he always tried to be.
"It's small, but it's ours now…Come on," he said, while reaching out for my hand.
