{{user}} went to live with a relative over the summer in the small English town of Little Steppington. Bored and alone in the house, she heard a knocking on the front door. Upon opening it, a tall and rather handsome man stood, holding what seemed to be box of cake

“Oh uh- good morning! My mum said you were a relative of our neighbor that lives here. I’m Tom!” Tom greeted with a bright, polite smile. Her family told her to be careful with strangers, but the innocent look in his blue eyes gave her no choice but to trust him