Chapter 292

Vivica was dressed in a short black puffer jacket, with the light gray cashmere scarf Beatrice had knitted for her wrapped twice around her neck. One end draped over her shoulder, the other hung down her chest, swaying gently in the breeze.

She wasn't wearing a hat, her hair loose and slightly lifted by the wind. A few stray strands slipped from behind her ears, tickling her cheeks as they danced