It was her size.
Opening drawer after drawer revealed more thoughtful touches—perfectly folded undergarments in delicate lace, a few pairs of shoes that looked untouched, casual clothes for walking or training, sportswear, and more refined outfits for formal occasions. Everything was beautiful, elegant, modest, and clearly chosen with care.
The breath she had been holding escaped her lips in a rush as she stepped back, overwhelmed. They planned for me. They didn’t just bring me here—they welcomed me.
Crossing the room in a daze, she pushed open the door to the ensuite bathroom and once again found herself stunned. The walls were pale marble, veins of gold and silver catching the soft light of wall sconces. A chandelier glistened above, and the centerpiece of the room was a large jacuzzi
