I flipped through my textbook, but I couldn't focus. Dusk had fallen, and Aaron still wasn’t home. What’s keeping him? Is Dad giving him a hard time again?

I sighed, frustrated. Why can’t you come home early for your little wife?

My phone buzzed—Joe.

I picked up.

“Yes?”“Ivy, where have you been?” His voice sounded sharp.“I’ve been busy,” I said flatly.“Busy with what?”“I’m not in the mood, Joe. Let’s talk tomorrow.” I ended the call and turned off my phone as ...