Chapter 22. Her Reality

Ashley’s POV

I woke up to the smell of bacon and fried rice in the air, so I got up and look around the unfamiliar room. My mind went back to the previous hours, I am in a guest house. I came here last night with Prince Vincent, is he the one cooking? The thought of him dressed up in an apron while cooking something in the stove kinda looks weird. I move my legs towards the door of the bathroom and did a quick shower before deciding to get out of the room.

There are two luggage outside the door, which I’m guessing as my personal belongings. I took them in and opened one. Finally, I could wear my own clean set of clothes. I decided to put on a fresh cotton dress that falls above the knee.

“Good morning Miss Snipes! Sorry to barge in but your door is open.”

I turn around from looking at myself in the mirror when a female voice greeted me. A middle-aged woman wearing a genuine smile on her lips looked at me, she stood in the middle of the door.

“Oh!