Ivy's POV
A few days passed since I had confessed to Vlad what kept me up at night. Part of me was hoping that it was just the fears of the faction coming after me and my child that was manifesting in my subconscious and not something more sinister. But thankfully, since I had been forcing down a cup of Inga’s cat piss tea each night, my nights were filled with nothing but darkness and blissful silence. Vlad laughed every time I said it tasted like cat piss, asking when I had drunk that to be able to compare the two. My response was always to flip him off, making him laugh even harder.
The extra sleep had done wonders for my energy levels. My mood was also a lot better, but I couldn’t tell if the mood improvement was due to the increased sleep or my best friend's impending arrival. The c
