Chapter 178

I headed upstairs and opened the first door I found. A walk-in wardrobe. The shelves were full. Not just stocked—stuffed. Dresses, tops, sandals, a dozen different pairs of sunglasses. All my sizes. Every piece was something I’d actually wear. I grabbed a pale green T-shirt from the rail and pulled on a pair of white trackies. My hair was a mess from the flight, so I yanked it all up into a bun, tied it tight, and checked my reflection. Casual. Clean. Sort of... annoyingly cheerful. Whatever. Everyone at the airport looked like they were auditioning for a beach holiday. I could try blending in for once. Downstairs, I walked straight up to Ashton, spun once, then turned back around. ‘Well?’ He stared for a second too long. ‘You look good.’ Then he disappeared upstairs. Ten minutes later, I heard footsteps. I looked up and nearly choked. ‘Are you serious?’ He was wearing the same outfit. Same green shirt. Same white joggers. Same trainers, down to the stripe on the heel. Ashton reached t