Chapter 24 The Tracker In My Pocket

Ivy’s POV

Dinner that night was extremely quiet. Alot of our dinners were like that now. The dinning room in the estate was so big, and the table was ridiculously long. Damian sat all the way at the head of it, cutting his steak. I just sat near him, moving the food around my plate. I wasn't really...

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