Chapter 591

Ivy's POV

I was alone at the back of the porch, sitting on one of the worn wooden benches beneath the shade of an old climbing vine. I held a mug of coffee between my hands, watching the steam rise in lazy spirals into the cool morning air.

I had woken up early, unable to sleep properly after everything that had happened the night before. The party. Vanessa. The way Brad had completely shut down.