#Chapter 186: Save Your Breath Chloe. You Are Going To Need It

I stand in my closet, shuffling through my clothing, trying to decide what to wear to the meeting. After a quick back and forth with the brothers, we unanimously decided that sooner was better. So we set at time for the next evening, which is also tonight. I don’t actually intend to fight Wyatt, but I should look like I mean to, to keep up the ruse. But the form fitting outfit I wore last time would show my bandages now. To keep up the ploy, I couldn’t let Wyatt know how much I am actually injured. He could suspect. Maybe he could think it would give him the upper hand. But if he sees how truly frail I am at the moment, he’ll suspect foul play. I settle on a pair of tight spandex shorts and a loose-fitting tank-top. My legs and arms would show, but they are mostly unscathed. As I start to take off my top, I hear someone enter my room. I lower my shirt back down again. “Here,” Archer says from the doorway to my massive walk-in closet. I turn to look at him, and see him holding bod