Lucy POV
I watched as he walked into the room, a self-satisfied smirk placed on his face. The tension that had been building between Ivy and me instantly dissipated, replaced by a sense of unease. He seemed to be reveling in the fact that he had interrupted our conversation, and I couldn't help but wonder what he wanted from we both.
"Why did you both keep silent?" he asked, his eyes scanning the room as he made his way to the chair opposite of our setting postion. His tone was casual, but I could sense a underlying current of curiosity and anxiety hiding under of it.
Ivy was the first to speak up, her voice calm and menacing.
"Nothing," she said, her gaze flicking to me before returning to him.
He raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing any of her words.
"Really?" he pressed, his
