Chapter 37 Something Real, Something Sweet
- SOFIE
- I walked slowly through the lobby, the picnic basket balanced in one hand, the scarf box tucked in the other. The silk inside felt delicate. A small thing, really, but it mattered.
- Everything around me gleamed. The marble floors caught the light in quiet pools. Crystal pendants overhead scattered gold flecks across the walls. Even the air felt expensive. Orange blossom and polished wood.