Chapter 563

Ivy's POV

I was folding my clothes into my suitcase, or at least trying to, considering everything seemed to have either shrunk or grown since I'd packed it the first time, when Freya walked into the room without knocking.

Typical.

"Need help?" she offered, already flopping onto the bed before I could answer, clearly having zero intention of actually helping.

"Absolutely," I said sarcastically, ho