The ancient, drafty sunroom had been completely transformed into a breathtaking indoor winter garden.
The cold stone floor was gone. In its place was smooth, beautiful dark marble that glowed with a faint, deep warmth. All along the perimeter of the grand glass room were lush green trees, vibrant pink orchids, trailing jasmine vines, and tiny orange trees heavy with sweet fruit. In the center sat a huge plush velvet sofa filled with soft silk pillows and thick knitted blankets, resting right beside a small, clear indoor pond where golden fish swam quietly.
High above them, through the grand glass dome ceiling, the cold winter rain was falling against the glass—but inside the room, it felt like a tropical paradise.
Mailah sat completely frozen, her eyes wandering over every tiny, beautiful detail. "Grayson... this... this is..."
