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6: It’s an order

Author: Gold Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-15 21:48:57

IVY.

The ride to school was suffocating.

I sat stiffly in the back seat of the sleek black car, arms crossed, fingers digging into my skin as I stared out the window. The morning sky was overcast, and gray clouds stretched endlessly, mirroring the burden in my chest.

I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, Demi’s voice echoed in my head.

Five thousand dollars. By the end of the week.

I had no idea how I was supposed to come up with that kind of money. My savings barely scratched a thousand dollars, and there was no way I could ask my mom for such a ridiculous amount without a believable reason.

And then there was Brandon.

Sitting beside me, radiating his usual quiet arrogance, his presence was an iron weight pressing against my ribs. He hadn't said a word to me all morning, but he didn’t have to. His threats from the past week were more than enough.

He had been dropping threats of having a repeat of what happened with the hounds if I didn't find a way to get my mum out of the
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