IVY’S POV
I glanced at the clock. It was ten o’clock in the morning and I was yet to come out of my room. I stared at the sleeping baby beside me and I felt tears welling up my eyes again. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this. I was giving up my baby. My gaze moved to the corner of the room were my luggage was fully packed and I let out a sigh, blinking the tears back. The movers would be here soon, which was probably for the best. The sooner I got out of here, the better it would be for me and for everyone involved.
Briefly, I wondered where Devin was. I had not seen him the morning since I was yet to leave the room. He was probably interviewing the nannies set to replace me once I was going. Slowly, I reached out to touch Mirabel’s cheeks and stroke it softly. A smile appeared
