“Ivy,” he called as I opened the door, “for now, can you just keep your distance from him?”
“No.” Because I knew I wouldn’t. I held up a hand to stop his protest. “But I will keep my guard up. I promise. Come on. Let’s go down and hear what he has to say. It’s important to me to be in on all this firsthand.”
As we settled on one of the open couches, Paul returned with Frank and Cole. I reached for Ty’s hand and tried my best to ground him. Paul sat on the brick at the base of the fireplace and let out a long breath. Everyone impatiently waited to hear his story.
“If I may?” Mia spoke first, to my surprise. “I wanted to ask you to start at the hospital.”
“Sure.” Paul brushed his thumb over his lips as Mia continued.
“I saw you die for a second time on that table, Paul. It’s something I
