Maria's POV
"I'm Maria." I added to Jada's introduction.
She stepped aside, giving us room to enter. "Come in." She smiled, and the tension in my chest loosened slightly.
Inside was nothing like I expected. The heavy dark outside painting was a sharp contrast to the lovely colors inside the house. The wide windows let in the morning sun. Bright paintings rested on the walls, and there was a half finished painting on the table with brushes by the side. My gaze lingered on each of the artworks.
Plants in polished clay pots sat by the corners, their leaves spilling out towards the floor. A vase of flowers decorated the table at the center, where several books rested in a neat stack.
"You can take off your veil if you wish," Solara said as she closed the door. "Hang it by the rest of them," She motioned towards a row of veils hanging on the wall.
I reached and slipped my veil from my head, adding it to the stack by the wall.
