Walking back into the suite we were staying in, I headed straight for my room. I didn’t want to see anyone, and the last thing I wanted to do was talk. My head was a swirling mess of confusion over what had happened.

“Ivy!” Damian’s voice called out as the sound of the front door opened. “Ivy??”

“Will you shut the fuck up?” James snapped as the sound of his bedroom door opened.

“Where is she?” Damian replied, and as I sat in my room, I couldn’t help ...