I Want to Rebuild

Alana stumbled over her words, still trying to gather her thoughts as Calvin questioned her. She hadn't even considered why she had sought him out in the first place. Taking a deep breath, she finally replied, "I... I just wanted to talk to you, Calvin. I promise it won't take long."

Calvin regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and impatience. "Alright," he relented with a sigh. "But make it quick. I'm short on time." With that, he pressed the button on the remote, causing the imposing gates to swing open.

As Alana drove her car onto the grounds, she couldn't help but marvel at the sight before her. The Calvin she once knew seemed worlds apart from the man who now stood before her. Gone was the struggling individual she had once known; in his place stood a man of wealth and luxury, with a prestigious address and possessions to match.

Once inside, Calvin gestured for Alana to take a seat in the living room. "I've just moved in, so I'm afraid all I can offer you is some water," he ex