Ivy~
The ferry docked with a soft thud, the movement jostling me slightly as I stepped onto the wooden pier. The cold ocean breeze bit at my skin, but the chill in my bones had nothing to do with the weather.
Dante followed close behind, hands tucked into his pockets, his usual fresh smirk in place.
"Well," he mused, stretching lazily as we strolled down the wooden planks, "this is awkward, huh?"
I shot him a glare.
He grinned. "What? You finally make a break for it, and now you’re stranded? Hate to say I told you so, but…" He let his voice trail off, the smirk on his face doing all the talking.
I sighed, rubbing my temples.
"Don’t start."
The dock was mostly deserted at this hour, the last few boats already loaded up for the night. We had been standing there for hours waiting—hopi
