"Winter, wake up."
"Mmm..."
"Change your clothes."
"Mmm, what...?"
Ryan turned off the engine and gently shook Winter awake. Winter struggled to lift her eyelids.
"I said change into your own clothes. So your mother won't be surprised. I'll step out for a moment."
Ryan handed Winter the box containing her clothes and got out of the car.
Winter's vision gradually became clearer. Looking around, she found herself in a familiar place. It was the entrance to the villa complex where Winter lived.
Gently peering into the rearview mirror, she saw Ryan's back, turned away and standing perfectly still.
As Ryan had said, the revealing dress she was wearing now would certainly shock her mother. She couldn't cause unnecessary stress to her mother, who was already in poor health.
Winter hurriedly began to change into the clothes from the box.
A moment later, Ryan's car, carrying Winter, arrived in front of the old, shabby villa.
