Chapter 67 The Limbo
- Serena
- She awoke to the touch of unfamiliar luxury against her skin.
- Red velvet sheets cocooned her, plush and decadent, their texture a soft whisper against her bare legs. Her eyes blinked open to a ceiling painted in breathtaking frescoes—angels swirling in clouds, gilded vines twisting through golden beams. For a moment, she couldn’t tell if she’d woken in a dream or a gallery in the Vatican.