Chapter 43 The Letter She Left Behind

Ivy

My head felt heavy. Alistair’s words from yesterday, about shaping me, about a future, they kept playing. I just wanted to be me, but 'me' seemed to be getting lost in all this 'Zara' stuff.

I was sitting in the big window seat in my room. The sun was out but it didn't feel warm. I picked at a...

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