Chapter 58 The Box

Ivy’s POV

It starts with a box. Just a fucking box.

Old. Dusty. Hidden so deep in the back of Alexander’s walk-in closet, it’s like it’s begging not to be found.

I’m not snooping, I swear to God, I’m not. I’m just looking for one of his old sweaters, the big navy cashmere one that smells like him...

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