Eden — Ivy Face Slap

The slap was light—more of a comedic tap than an actual hit—but it landed with a crisp “thwack” that echoed off the kitchen tiles.

“What—?” Eden began, but Ivy didn’t wait for an explanation. With a quick, playful flick, she swatted Eden’s cheek. eden ivy face slap

“Remember,” Ivy said, tapping the rim of her own mug, “sometimes a face slap is just a reminder that someone cares enough to keep you grounded.” The slap was light—more of a comedic tap

Later that evening, Eden returned home, exhausted but exhilarated. Ivy was waiting with a steaming cup of herbal tea, the kitchen now perfumed with lavender. she swatted Eden’s cheek. “Remember