The House Becomes His Prize
The moment the van disappeared down the street, Gavin felt a thrill — dark, electric, intoxicating.
The house was finally his.
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He moved through each room with the hunger of a claim-jumper searching for gold.
Snap — the chandelier.
Snap — the antique fireplace.
Snap — the carved banister.
He called a real estate agent.
“How soon can you get here?” he asked.
“Within the hour,” she replied.
Perfect.
When Julia arrived, her eyes widened at the enormous white mansion.
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“You’re the owner?” she asked.
“Yes,” he lied without shame.
This was it. His new life was within reach.