Elena’s POV.
The hot water felt like heaven. I stood under the shower for a long time, letting it run over my skin. The maids had filled the bathroom with expensive soaps, body washes, and lotions that smelled like vanilla and something sweet.
I used almost all of them. I scrubbed my hair twice. I shaved carefully. I wanted to feel clean. Pretty. Like the old Elena who used to get ready for parties without a care in the world.
When I finally stepped out and wrapped a soft towel around myself, I walked into the bedroom and stopped.
Three gowns were laid neatly across the bed.
The first one was black but long and completely backless. The kind of dress that would show skin all the way down to my lower back. Dangerous and elegant at the same time.
The second one was red. No sleeves and
