~~One year since the fall~~
James.
One year.
It had been one year since the fall of the war, and Ivy still was not with us. My heart longed to see her again, and every day I passed where she slept on the bed, I contemplated if we would ever get her back, if the gods would ever release her from the prison she was in.
That was right. I blamed them.
They allowed her to do this, and they could have helped her out of this, regardless of what anybody said. Her mind needed rest, yes, but a f*****g year.
Something was wrong, and she needed help.
What killed me the most was that I couldn’t help her.
Standing in the kitchen, I grabbed the rest of the towels from the basket I had washed and slowly folded them. It was time for the twins’ bath, and even though Hale had just come down and sai
