Ivy’s POV
I don’t know when exactly I made the decision. Maybe it wasn’t a single moment but many small ones that added up like quiet whispers in the back of my mind.
The first time I thought about leaving, I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, still weak from the rescue. Leon had been gentle, surprisingly kind… but kindness didn’t erase the truth. I was here because of a contract. A deal. A treaty between two powerful families who thought peace was more important than our choices.
I hadn’t chosen this life. I hadn’t chosen Leon.
And now, I was carrying a life I hadn’t planned for. A baby.
It should’ve been beautiful. A miracle. But all I felt was fear.
How do you raise a child in a place that never felt like home?
How do you trust a man you were forced to marry with your hea
