Chapter 53 Patience? Not A Chance
- Lara’s POV
- By the time we finally dragged ourselves out of the jewelry design studio, I felt like my brain had been polished, hammered, and melted down right along with the metals we’d been sketching all day.
- I groaned, clutching my bag. “I swear I hate design class. Who even cares if a necklace curve is one millimeter off or if a diamond setting looks ‘balanced’? It’s torture. Actual torture.”