(Ivy’s POV)
“This is bullshit!” I scoff as I listen to Owen and my mom pleasing their case to Oliver as to why he should release me into him and my mothers care so that they could look after me. Oliver sits behind his desk with tired eyes. He looks absolutely stressed. He’s been racking his brain day and night about what could have possibly happened to Sydney. It’s been about a week since we’ve been back from Hawaii. Sydney hasn’t woken and Oliver hasn’t slept. Neither has my Aunt Cecil. I feel so sad that she’s alone. She lost her mate and now she’s watching her daughter in a coma. And instead of my mom being a good sister to her she’s too busy working magic on Owen to convince him to take me back with them to Hollow Stone. Which I do not want to do. I want to stay here, I want to be he
