Episode 9

Heather

I was standing outside Ivik’s bedroom door for a few minutes now, but I had no idea why I was there at all. Perhaps I wanted to console Ivik since he had no one to confide in, and I was head over heels furious at Sierra, too. I considered her my best friend, and even though I felt hurt when she took Ivik from me, I didn't confront her for him, and I decided to avoid being around them.

I touched the door. The wood felt sturdy, like the wall I’d created around my heart to protect it from him over the years.

“Come on in, Heather…”

My breathing halted as I heard Ivik’s deep voice from the other side of the door. How the hell did he know I was here?

I cautiously pushed open the door and found Ivik standing by the window, his back turned to me. With a fitted top and a pair of sweatpants on, his muscular physique was on full display. I slowly approached him, unsure of what to say or how to break the ice that had formed between us over time. He had gone tougher since the last time I s