Chapter 74 The Edge Of Choice

Ivy's POV, It was cold that morning, the kind of chill that settled into your bones no matter how many layers you wore. I stood by the window in my room, watching the frost creep slowly along the edge of the glass. The world outside was still and gray, mist coiling low over the hills like a breath held in a lung too long. I wrapped the blanket tighter around my shoulders and tried not to think about the silence pressing in from all sides.