Ivy’s POV

I walked into my room, Vincent’s words still playing like an opera in my head impossible to silence.

Lucien and I had only just found our way back to each other, and now I had to leave him. Not because I wanted to, but because I needed to. The truth was a living, breathing thing inside me now.

And as much as I wanted to just close my eyes and walk away, this wasn’t just about me anymore.

My hands lowered slowly to my stomach, fingers brushing the small swell that wasn’t yet ...