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"Hello... Ivy?"
There's a knock at the door, soft and quick.
I peer over the couch, curious as to who can be at the door now. It sounds like Rachel but I'm not sure.
Guilt crawls across my skin, knowing that I've been ignoring her. I haven't wanted to see her.
It's got nothing to do with being swept up in Ethan. I want to say it but I'd be lying.
The fear that I thought had diminished has, in face, only increased. It was ok when Ethan was with me but he had to go back to being... Alpha. It's so weird to say. He told me a few days after he brought me home but saying it feels weird. It doesn't roll on my tongue as well as "Ethan".
The knock comes again, interrupting my thoughts. "Ivy?... I brought you some things... Can you open the door?"
I sigh, resigned. I need to answ
