Ivy had been swamped with work lately. Even when she didn't bring work home, she still had to watch the stock market and hold video conferences with Caren, Arthur, and others from Pinehill. By the time she got to bed, she'd pass out immediately.

They used to chat at night, and when she was in a good mood, she'd let him kiss her and fool around.

Now, Ivy barely spoke ten sentences to him daily.

Usually just things like "Did you shower?", "I might work late tomorrow," ...