[Penthouse]
"..."
Lola opened her mouth, then closed it again. Her face contorted more with every passing second as she stood in the middle of the walk-in closet.
The question that had been in her mind? She just got the answer unexpectedly.
"When… did they get their things in my place?" She blurted out in disbelief, slowly spinning in place to scan the entire wardrobe.
All the empty closets and drawers were now filled with men's clothes—ranging from formal attire to casual wear, and a bit of nightwear. Then, on the other side, there were kids' clothes for a girl and a boy.
Lola just landed in the country a few days ago, so the walk-in closet wasn't full. But now, it was! Even the accessory rack was stuffed to the brim—twins' and their father's accessories, a few of Lola's, and some other women's jewelry that weren't hers.
These weren't clothes for vacation.
With all of this before her, it seemed like they—the father included—were here to stay.
