The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1940

“We’re just friends,” Ivy said, offering nothing more on the subject but a smile as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

Jonah sensed that Ivy wasn’t keen on delving deeper into the nature of their relationship, so he dropped the topic. He smiled and proceeded to apply her makeup with great care.

As Ivy watched her transformation unfold bit by bit in the mirror, it all felt a bit surreal.

Throughout her childhood, she had never worn anything fancy. Every time she saw Clara twirling in a pretty frock, envy welled up within her. However, she didn’t dare to hope for such things for herself, knowing they were beyond her reach. “Mom, tomorrow’s my birthday. Can I have a pretty dress like Clara’s?” Ivy asked, her eyes brimming with hope as she looked up at Tessa, only to be met with her mother’s dismissive tone.

“What do you need a fancy dress for? Haven’t I bought you plenty of T-shirts? Be content, Ivy. Stop comparing yourself to your sister.”

Eight-year-old Ivy never got the dress she longed for.

Now, dressed in the gown she had always dreamed of, the excitement Ivy would have once felt was conspicuously absent.

yearn for something so deeply and it remains out of reach, its eventual acquisition loses

gown personally selected by Balfour, stunning even the seasoned Quinton, who was accustomed to seeing beautiful

bothering with makeup, and even

noticed her striking features but had not anticipated the dazzling transformation that had taken

too much?” Ivy, not accustomed to formal wear, was visibly nervous. Even her

stunning. Let’s go. Balfour will be waiting at the venue. But first, let’s grab a bite. You won’t want to eat much at the reception,

stop at a fast-food joint for a stomach-lining

Balfour had already gone inside, he suggested Ivy head in to

at the entrance, feeling out of her element, “What if

her. “Don’t worry, Ivy. Just head in and

Ivy sighed with resignation, faced the imposing doors of the reception, and took a deep breath. “I’ll go in by

Ivy handed over her invitation to the reception staff and slipped

but Ivy, moving