Chapter 33

Ivyrose’s POV

My gown, uncomfortably tight, wrapped around my abdomen, making me gasp for air as I kicked off my high heels and ran away from Christopher who kept shouting for me to stop. I longed to go back to my room in the mansion, to undress and let the warm shower wash away all the information that had been forced down my throat. My tears blurred the dark path, but I continued to run and sob loudly until I reached the green house where I knew some guests could be hanging around. I slowed down and wiped my tears even though the pain in my chest demanded me to let it all out.

I wanted to go straight to my dad and shout at him to tell me none of it was true. I wanted to go back to Christopher and ask him to turn back time. I wanted to find a way to prove Ricardo really wasn't Gareth. My Gareth, whom I was willing to forget. I wanted to disappear—to think without the nagging pain of both my heart and mind.

The dry ground and sharp bermuda grass made my feet sore by the time I was ne