Ivy POV
I wasn't sure what to do with this Nina situation. I didn't like her, not even a little, but I kept up appearances anyway, mostly for Alex's sake.
I didn't want to lose my job over some petty grudge I couldn't even fully explain. There was something about her that made my skin itch, but I pushed it down and forced myself to smile, pretending this was just another normal night in a perfectly ordinary life.
"So, are you going to watch the game?" she asked, settling into the seat beside me like we'd done this a hundred times before.
"I have to," I said.
"How come?" She wrinkled her nose. "Isn't it a bit violent for you?"
"I suppose," I said. "But it's growing on me." The words slipped out with an edge I didn’t bother to soften.
"What's your relationship with Alex, anyway?" sh
