Ivy’s patience snapped. "Whether I'm happy or not is none of your business. For the record, I'm very happy now. And I'd be even happier if you stayed away from me."

Her tone was sharp, her words stabbing through him like icy daggers. William froze, his face slack with shock. "Ivy, do you really have to talk to me like this?"

Ivy's laugh was dry and scornful. "What else do you expect, William? Now, move. I have plans to go riding."

As she turned to ...