Chapter 15 Fifteen

IVY POV

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry.

He was too close… close enough that I could see the faint scar near his eyebrow, close enough to feel his warmth.

“Love,” I said slowly, buying time, “isn’t some perfect movie moment.”

His eyes stayed on mine, unblinking.

“It’s messy,” I continued. “...

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