Chapter 1 - The Glass Wall
The snow fell silently across the Aspen mountainside, dusting the pine trees in soft white layers. Inside the glass architectural home, a massive Christmas tree glowed with warm golden lights, its reflections dancing across the dark hardwood floors. A stone fireplace crackled gently in the background, filling the modern living room with cozy warmth.
Mira stood behind the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. She was in her late 20s, wearing a dark green cashmere sweater and a delicate gold chain necklace, holding a glass of deep red wine.
Outside on the driveway, a silver car came to a slow stop. Two figures stepped out into the freezing wind, pulling their heavy winter coats tightly around themselves.
Mira’s mother in a thick beanie and scarf stopped in her tracks, staring up at the towering glass estate with wide, disbelieving eyes. Next to her, Mira’s father clutched a small, hastily wrapped gift box, his jaw slightly slack as he took in the luxury surrounding him.
Mira pressed a small button on the wall intercom, her voice calm, quiet, and completely unbothered.
"You finally made it," Mira said softy through the exterior speakers.
Her mother’s breath hitched, visible in the icy mountain air. She stepped toward the glass, looking at Mira standing comfortably inside.
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"Is this... your house, Mira?" her mother asked, her quiet voice trembling against the cold wind.
👉 How did Mira end up in a multimillion-dollar mountain retreat while her parents thought she was broke and struggling?
