Ivy’s pov.

Silence.

The kind of silence that rang louder than a thousand screams.

My chest felt hollow, a space that used to burn with a constant, invisible thread now eerily empty.

I pressed a hand against my sternum as if I could feel it one last time. But there was nothing.

Ezra’s voice broke the quiet first.

“Did it work?” His golden eyes scanned me like he expected me to fall apart at any second. “The rebonding… and the severing, did it work?”

I swallowed, forcing air into ...