Ivy winked. “Sometimes a face slap is the most honest way to tell someone they’re taking themselves too seriously.”
“Eden,” Ivy said gently, “you’re already brilliant. You don’t need a rehearsed speech. Just be yourself.” eden ivy face slap
“Yes,” Eden replied, sitting upright now, eyes flashing. “The museum. The curator wants me to help catalog their new collection of 19th‑century botanical prints. It’s perfect—plants, history… and it pays enough to finally get out of this place.” Ivy winked
Eden turned, eyes wide, to see Ivy holding her palm out, her face a mixture of shock and amusement. ” Ivy said gently