The next morning, when Ivy and I woke up, Mary was still out. Still nestled perfectly between us too. The light was only just starting to come through the window, and made patterns around the room. Ivy slept about twenty minutes longer than I did, and I just watched her. It was nice. She moved slightly with the deep breaths she was taking, and it was so rhythmic that I almost fell back asleep. Ivy woke up before I did, but only just. I kind of just wanted to lay there and bask. This was… this was special, and I knew it, but… Well, there it is, isn’t it? There’s a but.
“I suppose we should talk now, while she’s asleep,” I sighed, and Ivy turned so that she could see my face better. She had tiny little smudges under her eyes, where her eyeliner hadn’t been taken off properly, and now she h
