Draping a towel securely around my form, I ventured into the closet connected to the bathroom. My damp, curling tendrils clung to my face, neck, and back, evidence of the recent bath. As I stepped further into the closet, sensors triggered the lights to illuminate my surroundings. The glow gradually intensified, revealing the vast expanse of space.
Prior to this moment, I had only glimpsed a fraction of the closet's offerings. Its entirety now unfolded before my eyes, rendering me momentarily speechless. The sheer volume of clothing exceeded anything I had ever possessed in a lifetime. It was evident that Abaddon had provided more than he had let on.
He had initially mentioned that his sister purchased a few essentials to sustain me during my temporary stay, not an entire wardrobe. My
