Ivy reached the edge of the stage and lifted her hands slightly, . “Emma," she said, voice low enough to imply intimacy and loud enough for microphones. “May I say something?"
Caroline angled herself like a shield that could walk. Emma held her ground. “You came to my press conference," she said. “You're already speaking."
Ivy's eyes dipped. “To apologize," she said. She stepped to a separate mic a staffer pushed toward her . “Three days ago, I acted in a way I am ashamed of. I should not have raised my hand to another woman. I should not have… let my temper rule me." She breathed . “I have prayed to the Moon Goddess for forgiveness. I am praying still."
Ivy lifted her gaze to the crowd. “I was wrong," she said, letting the words sit . “When I heard rumors Jonathan was paying attention
