Chapter 592

Ivy's POV

"So, she's single?"

Bastian's voice cut through the silence in my office, loaded with that inconvenient curiosity he always had when it came to attractive women.

It was Monday, lunchtime. Freya and Bastian were sitting on the small couch by the window, surrounded by takeout containers from the Thai food we had ordered. I was at my desk, poking distractedly at my own plate without really