Chapter 40 The Warmth in the Dark

Ivy’s POV

My fingers hover over my phone screen, the cursor blinking back at me. I type the message for the fifth time, delete it again, and start over.

I need to talk to you. Tonight. Please meet me in the library.

I stare at the words, biting my lip. Too formal? Too abrupt? I don’t even know if...

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