Chapter 85 Eighty five

IVY POV

I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, the quiet of my room almost too loud.

Sleep didn’t come.

Not even close.

Every time I closed my eyes… it was him.

His voice.

His hands.

The way he looked at me like I was something he couldn’t let go of.

I turned onto my side, pull...

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