Ivy’s POV.
It was like a drop of ice had fallen on me as I turned to hear her call my name. Soft as the voice of an angel, Medusa stood staring at me, and from all I noticed, she was angry at what I did; I never listened.
“What are you doing here?” She asked and wow, ‘did I just hear that?’ I said to myself. That was the same supernatural being who would take me like her own daughter from the same realm. I thought for a while before walking a bit closer to her.
“Are you for real? Why would you be asking me this, Goddess? It’s been a while since I came before you, and yes, I admit, I haven’t been up to my oath and promises I made to you before now. I was so down, Medusa, and I was so confused about what to do. I've been used by my men, and it’s not making me any less happy than I ough
