Milena, who had fallen asleep, woke up when she felt the truck stop. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was in a quite pleasant area.
"I don't think I have seen one of these neighborhoods in a long time. I have only tried to enter these places about 5 times in my life.
All of them were to try to get some food, unfortunately in these places the police work diligently, so as soon as I approached they were looking for me.
Somewhat sad, however, you can get good things from these people's garbage cans. "
Ethan smiled and stroked his daughter's hair. "Milena, well you won't have to worry if that happens because the house in front of us belongs to me.
Although if I'm honest, it is not that I bought it because I was interested, I simply have it with a memory of an older time.
When this place was just an abandoned wasteland of any kind of dwelling, it was a long time before Hollywood was founded.