Chapter 28

• I barely had time to savor the moment when Damien’s voice broke through the quiet. “It’s the first time Little Treasure has drawn a human portrait,” he said, his gaze flicking to the vibrant, wild strokes I held carefully in my hands.
• I smiled, warmth blooming inside me. “Really? Then it’s quite the honor.” His recognition made my heart flutter in a way I wasn’t expecting.
• Then he turned to me with an unexpectedly casual question, “What do you want to eat this afternoon?”