IVY’S POV
I laid flat across the couch, my hands on my stomach and my eyes closed. The tears on my face had dried but one could still clearly see that I had been crying. I heard the sound of Sabrina heaving as she brought in my bags. Then, she closed the door. There was a short silence till I heard the shuffling of her feet.
“Do you want something to eat?” She asked, forcing me to open my eyes. From my position, I could see her standing by the freezer, her head bent as she searched for something I could eat.
“No.”
“Something to drink?” She asked. “There’s wine.”
I paused. “Okay.” At least, I could drink alcohol now. I watched as she grabbed the bottle and two glasses from the cabinet and walked over to sit on the couch across me. She placed the bottle and the glasses on the table, po
