Chapter Seventy Four

Ivy's POV

My journey to healing from my grief was both painful and eye-opening. It started with acknowledging the suppressed hate I held towards Jax, my husband, for something he was not responsible for. My sane mind knew that he was not to blame but I had no idea that deep in my subconscious somewhere I held a lot of contempt towards him without my knowledge and it showed up in subtle ways in our relationship, from the way I thought about him especially after an argument to the way I kind of expected everything he did to hurt me in one way or another.

Jax couldn't be blamed for the death of my parents; it was the spell of the witch, Mia, who was wicked and out for revenge and he had inky been nothing but a pun in her games. Messing with his mind through all her witchcraft and incantations.

Consciously reflecting on all this allowed me to let go of my anger and begin my path towards true and genuine healing because I realized that all I was doing previously was pushing all my feeling