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Andre strode toward Ivy quickly, with disbelief scribbled on his face, “You are back?” His voice teetered on the borderline of both relief and anger, like he didn’t know which emotion to cling to.

Ivy, who heard her brother, turned fully now, her gown swaying softly as she adjusted her clutch in her hand, her lips curving into her small smile, “Yes,” she responded cheerfully, “It is nice to see you.”

“Back to living here?” He questioned suspiciously, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion about what was going on in the head of the sister he had not seen for months.

But Ivy only gave a small shake of her head in answer to his question with a radiant and convincing smile, as she stepped past him gracefully, her perfume trailing in the air, “Please can we talk later?” she implored softly, “I am late already.”

And just like that, Ivy walked down the stairs into the hallway that led to the grand front doors of the mansion as if the months of absence had meant nothing, and as if the fractures