Ivy gave a small nod—then shook her head.

“So which is it?” Elena demanded. “You better spit it out.”

Ivy sighed, defeated. “Yeah... we fought.”

“I knew it,” Elena muttered. “Why?”

Ivy’s voice was low, like she didn’t even want to admit it out loud. “He went behind my back and looked into who my biological parents were.”

“Wait—what?!” Elena was so stunned she couldn’t even speak for a ...