Sometimes I felt like a rubber band. Bear with me, I know it seems random, but I promise it makes sense. I keep getting stretched in all different directions. I’m so wrapped around Ivy I don’t know where she starts, and I begin, with no hope or want of separation. I’m a tangled mess with more than one knot in, and just as I think I’ll break completely into irreparable pieces, I snap back into shape like nothing happened. There were consequences, to Ivy’s bullshit, that is. That being that Miranda focused all her attention on me, and did her best to ignore Ivy. It did not help the situation any. None whatsoever, and every time I thought I was over it - bang! Resentment would creep in, because if she could have just controlled herself then Miranda would still be bouncing around both of us, t
