William brought the car to a stop in front of the mansion gates and began to get out, but Liam stopped him with a gentle hand on his arm. "We don't need to go inside."
William hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. They both got out of the car and sat on the hood, the warm metal beneath them a stark contrast to the cool evening air. The mansion loomed before them, its silent majesty a backdrop to their meal as they unwrapped their food and began to eat.
The street food was as delicious as Liam had promised, the flavors bursting in their mouths with every bite. They ate in comfortable silence, the weight of the day's events slowly fading as they enjoyed the simple pleasure of a shared meal. The mansion stood as a silent witness to their conversation, its grandeur a poignant reminder of the past and the secrets it held.
