Ivy POV

The morning sunlight fell through the window, and for a moment, everything seemed normal again. Rick sat at the table, swinging his legs while eating. His cheeks were full, and his smile was bright. It almost made me believe that everything was fine.

Lucien sat across from him, quiet but watchful. I could tell he was studying every move Rick made. He hadn’t said much since last night. None of us had.

Lisa placed another plate of eggs on the table. “He’s eating again,” she ...