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Chapter 37: The Portrait

Autor: Judels
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-09-27 19:57:40

Ivy POV

I had never in my life eaten so much fine-dining food in one sitting, or, more accurately, I’d never eaten food like this at all. Each plate was a small work of art: tiny, beautiful, and completely unlike anything I’d ever been served. Even the water tasted expensive. It didn’t come close to the pigeon I’d had a couple of weeks ago, an experience I was still quietly recovering from, both emotionally and gastronomically.

I shifted in my chair, forcing a smile between bites, pretending I
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