After returning home, Yvonne Finley went ahead to confirm her flight schedule. Now, she needed to finish packing, so she booked a flight for one-thirty in the morning.
She opened her suitcase, placing her cosmetics and skincare products, each in their respective bottles and containers, into one corner. Eden was not the same as Chelsea, where heavy snow was falling, and the temperature was much lower than that of the southern provinces. She barely had any down jackets, and the only two she owned were shoved into the suitcase.
Inner layers, jewelry, all these small items were separately packed.
All wrapped up in the end.
Yvonne Finley opened her underwear drawer, starting to ponder over the styles.
