Emily's POV

I found a blue pair of jeans, a white shirt, and some underwear, and made my way to the bathroom.

There was already a soft, fluffy white towel set out for me on the sink, along with a hairbrush and other necessities.

I picked up the soap, noticing that it was my favorite flavor.

"How did he know that?" I gasped, amazed.

I shook my head in wonder. "It must be a coincidence."

Yet, everything else was spot on.

"Maybe you left some clues in your room," Willow said, explaining.

"Maybe," I said, opening the shower taps and waiting for the water to run warm before getting in....