Lucy’s POV
As the morning turned into afternoon and the minutes turned into hours, I found myself pacing the length of the room, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. Plans, possibilities, and doubts all swirled together in a chaotic mess. I needed clarity, someone who could see things from a different perspective, someone who wasn’t tied down by the emotions that bound Ivy, Daniel, and me.
I stopped pacing the whole room and sat on the edge of the couch, my fingers hovering over my phone screen. For a moment, I hesitated, the weight of my next move pressing heavily on my chest. Then, with a deep breath, I dialed the number I hadn’t used in years.
The line rang twice before a familiar voice answered.
“This is Ethan on the line drop your message.”
I swallowed hard, unsure of how to
