Chapter 69: Messy Puzzle

There was a long silence on the line before Ethan finally said, "Did you ask her what she meant?"

"No. Everyone—especially my mother and Ivy—insisted I ignore her. That she was just trying to confuse me. Her sister and mother all said that was how she was, always causing trouble but I can’t stop thinking about it. Her voice keeps playing in my head. It felt like... someone I knew. Someone who’s been close to me all along."

Ethan sighed. "Do you want me to look into her? I mean we should know where she’s been since after your wedding to know why she loves you."

Stefan didn’t answer immediately. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of the storm brewing in his mind.

Ethan was right. If truly she hadn’t been close to him, or hadn’t seen him before, how could she say she was inlove with him? It definitely couldn’t be just by hearing about him from Ivy.

After thinking about it, he gave a short nod, even though Ethan couldn’t see it.

"Yes. Find out where she has been, who she’s been in contact with and everything. Everything you can."

"Alright. I’ll get on it first thing tomorrow," Ethan said.

After they hung up, Stefan remained in his seat, staring blankly at the wall.

Why would Ivy go back to her room just after returning? Though she’d gone there a couple of times in the last six months, it was just to get clothes or bath when he was using the bathroom or getting dressed by Martin. Why had she gone there to sleep?

For the past six months, she had refused to sleep anywhere but beside him—even when he’d told her she didn’t need to stay.

He couldn’t shake the feeling growing in his gut. The kind of feeling that tells you your entire world might not be what you thought it was.

Stefan whispered to himself, "What the hell is

was nearly midnight when Stefan heard the faint sound of soft footsteps in the hallway. He didn’t move, just stared

open

floated

turned slightly in his seat as Ivy stepped into the study wearing a silky robe. Her hair was

placing her hand gently on his shoulder. "Your

sleep," Stefan

little company," she said sweetly, slipping her arms around his neck from behind and resting her chin on

of

bedroom, Ivy helped him settle on the bed, then went

him, curling into his side like nothing was wrong—as though the last few hours of distance

ready to let go

quietly, his voice cutting through the silence. "Can I ask

her fingers drawing light patterns on his

Been a while you spoke about

know who. He told

shifted slightly. "I lost my phone, remember? I haven’t been able to get

or message her, you know. I understand you might not know her contact by heart but you

there. I’m hoping she’ll come

repeated, testing the name on his tongue. "Because you hardly spoke of her, I didn’t realize you two were

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