Ivy
After Beau left I stalked over to the oversized armchair and dropped myself sulkily into it. For some reason I felt like he was not telling me everything he had discovered about Sean, I had a lingering feeling that there was something else, something worse and he seemed to be trying to shield me from it and that irritated me. I was tired of being handled, being underestimated and thought of as the sweet naive girl who needed to be protected or who could be swindled easily. It seemed that I would need to take my own affairs into my own hands instead of sitting around and waiting if I needed to be seen as more than just a damsel in distress.
The first step in reclaiming my life would be reinventing myself physically, there was no way I could go about undetected looking like me. I got
