Ivy’s POV
The morning after breakfast, I stayed in my room for a long time. I sat near the window, my knees pulled to my chest, just watching the trees move in the soft breeze. There was a strange comfort in the way the branches swayed, like they were whispering to one another. The sky was blue, the air smelled fresh, and birds flew overhead, free and fearless.
But inside me, it was different. I felt stuck—like I didn’t belong here, but I didn’t belong anywhere else either.
My hand rested on my belly without thinking. I was still trying to get used to the idea. There was a baby inside me. Mine. Leon’s. A small life growing, even as I felt like mine was falling apart.
The thought of him made my stomach twist. I could still see his face that night he found me—his eyes wild with fear, pa
