Beth's POV
I twisted the doorknob, expecting a welcome distraction from the emotional turmoil. Instead, surprise and concern etched my face.
"Ivy?" I stuttered, my mind racing.
Clarabell's best friend stood before me, her bright smile faltering.
"Hey, Beth," Ivy said softly, eyes darting past me.
My gaze followed hers, sensing Michelle's presence. She silently excused herself, disappearing into the hallway.
"I thought you were staying with Clarabell?" I asked, confusion deepening.
I froze, my gaze locked onto Ivy's, searching for answers. Had something happened, and they were keeping it from me? My heart galloped, and I swallowed hard, my mouth dry.
"I just need to grab some things for Clarabell," Ivy said hastily, dispelling the growing unease. "A change of clothes, a few essentia
