chapter 32: monster

Mark’s Provo

babe, Ivy was vomiting ” Harleen busted into the room, her blood dipped nails scratching me.

She reached for a kiss, my inner me told me to run. To dodge it. But I had wanted this. I want her on my side, I want her to drive Ivy away. But every time l stole a glance at her I feel like vomiting. She is a whore without notes.

“ what is wrong” I rested my head on my shoulder, giving myself more room to look at Harleen.

“ I am just tired” I brushed herself from me. She flinched at my dismissal.

“ at this hour” shut up woman. Let me be. I wanted to shout, to strangle her.

I need time, I need space to think of a way forward.

“ I headed to the study. "I have important work” She sneered at me as I made my way out.

Work has kept In intact. It helped me to push Ivy out of my thoughts. But seeing her again, seeing how adorable she has become in the past month is making it hard for me to walk away. To accept her as my sister. I sighed as I settled onto the chair.

I let my eyes wand