After thirty minutes, Anna stepped out of the bathroom, steam still clinging to her skin as she wrapped a towel around herself. She glanced around the room, expecting to find Daniel lounging somewhere or pretending not to wait for her.
But the room was empty.
She sighed softly. It did not surprise her anymore. Ever since they arrived, Daniel had been unusually distracted, disappearing every now and then. She could easily imagine him downstairs, discussing some last minute detail with the housekeeper.
"He is really talkative today," Anna murmured, shaking her head with a small laugh.
She turned toward the dressing table, ready to get dressed, when she froze mid step.
On the bed lay a dress.
A stunning red one.
It had not been there before.
Anna's feet moved on their own, drawn to the vibrant fabric. And right beside the dress, neatly placed, was a small note.
She picked it up carefully.
"I am waiting for you in the backyard."
