Chapter 88

ELOISE

We each retired to our assigned bedrooms. Entering mine, I was struck by how neatly my belongings were arranged in the walk-in closet as if they had always been there.

The clothes from my last stay hung in pristine condition as if they were inviting me to wear them.

But I wasn’t about to conform to expectations. The last thing I wanted was to get comfortable. I didn’t belong here.

I showered and changed into a shirt and jeans I had packed. I felt more myself in casual clothes than in fancy, custom-made dresses clothes, although they were actually pretty.

I still wasn’t used to the lifestyle my father expected. I hadn’t heard what he planned for us after the wedding—not that I was looking forward to following his plans.

Knowing Logan, he always had a scheme to control me, and here I was again, like a puppet following his commands.

Adam knocked on my door, and I opened it for him. He was dressed similarly. He appeared more relaxed than I had ever seen him in someone else’s house