“Wow! What a beautiful cat!” Tina squealed in delight. “Willa, how did you know I love cats?”
Willow turned to Juliette with a warm smile. “I heard from Lettie that you’re a big cat lover, but your allergies make it impossible for you to have one at home. That’s when I thought—why not paint a cat for your birthday? This way, you can have one to keep you company, but without the sneezing.”
“Thank you so much, Willa. I absolutely love it!” Tina hugged the framed painting, visibly moved. “And you too, Lettie, thank you!”
Juliette grinned. “You’re welcome. I’m just glad you like it.”
“Tina, can I take a look?” Cordelia had only caught a quick glimpse earlier and now wanted a closer look.
Tina handed the frame over with a beaming smile. “Of course!”
Cordelia examined it, growing more and more impressed.
The cat’s long white fur was rendered with such lifelike detail—delicate brushwork, thoughtful use of color, and a masterful technique. The composition perfectly captured that lazy, contented feline air. Cordelia couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Sheffield, did you study painting too?”
Before Willow could answer, someone else jumped in, her voice brimming with pride. “Nope, Cordelia. Willa actually graduated from the School of Engineering at Kingston University. She’s amazing!”
It was one of Tina’s classmates, who had clearly become a huge fan of Willow.
Cordelia’s eyes widened. “Kingston University, School of Engineering? That’s seriously impressive!”
She’d assumed Willow was an art major like herself, given her obvious talent. Instead, Willow was an academic star.
Nearby, Johanna looked equally astonished. She hadn’t expected Willow to be a Kingston University graduate. Now she was even more determined to convince Willow to tutor her daughter.
When Juliette had introduced Willow’s alma mater earlier, Johanna had been distracted with arranging the food, so she’d missed that tidbit.
“Thank you. I studied with a teacher for a while, but it’s just a hobby,” Willow replied with a modest smile.
Cordelia looked even more impressed, her eyes bright. “If that’s just a hobby, you must be a natural!”
The others nodded in agreement.
Willow felt a little embarrassed by all the praise, especially since she’d deliberately chosen the same kind of gift as Cordelia. Yet Cordelia didn’t mind at all—instead, she joined the others in admiring Willow’s talent.
It was Willow’s first time meeting Cordelia, but she already had a good impression of her.
Almost involuntarily, Willow’s mind drifted back to her previous life, recalling her first meeting with Cordelia’s older sister, Rosamund Worthington.

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