Chapter 35 – Fucking Square One (Ivy’s POV)

I woke on the hard floor of Damian’s master bedroom, my body a tapestry of aches and bruises. Pale dawn light filtered through the tall windows. We were still tangled under the heavy blanket he’d draped over us. At some point in the night, we had shifted apart, though Damian’s heavy arm was still sl...

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