Gemotions

A giggle escaped Amelia's lips as she twirled, her sundress flaring out around her. This old house, with its creaky floors and mismatched furniture, felt like a secret waiting to be uncovered. The air inside felt alive, heavy with forgotten stories, and she couldn't wait to write a new one.

She bounced on the balls of her feet, her gaze sweeping across the living room. "Okay, Liam," she announced to her brother, her voice brimming with energy. "Operation: Grandma's House Makeover is officially a go!"

Liam just raised an eyebrow, leaning against the doorway. “You're on, but I'm calling dibs on the garden,” he said, his lips curling into a smile. She didn't mind. The garden was a perfect place for him, and she was bursting to begin the interior design.