The Velvet Compartment

I slipped quietly back inside from the garden and climbed up to the bedroom dresser, drawn to an open velvet jewelry tray resting beside the lamp. Tucking my glittery phone accessory into an empty square compartment, I stepped over to the row of padded ring rolls. The blush velvet was delightfully plush under my heels. I leaned back into the soft cushions, crossing my ankles and letting my shoulders sink in after an active day outdoors. Watching the mellow lamplight gleam across nearby silver chains made the tray feel like my very own luxury suite.