Ivy’s POV
Asher reluctantly let go of me before he marched off. I turned to Marcus, annoyed. “I don’t know what history is there between you two, but I don’t want to be caught up in it.”
I made to walk away, but Marcus grabbed my hand and pulled me back. “I’m sorry, Ivy. It was not my intention; I’m sorry,” he apologized, his eyes growing softer.
I was quite taken aback; I didn’t expect an apology. “I...”
“It’s just, Asher and I have had a strained relationship for the longest time.” He scratched his brow. “I think he cares for you, and I just feel like you’re the only hope I have to get through to my brother. I...”
I glanced at Marcus. It was hard to tell if he was being sincere.
“I feel like with you, there’s a chance for us to work things out. This is why I want to be friends with
