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Chapter One Hundred and five: The Night the Walls Broke

作者: Jhumie_writes
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-30 17:58:13
I didn’t sleep that night. How could I, with the weight of the gown hanging like a corpse in the closet, with the ring still burning on my finger like it was shackled there? Every tick of the clock was a cruel reminder that tomorrow, by this time, I was supposed to belong to Victor Wolfe in name, in law, in chains.

But instead, tonight, I was leaving.

When the knock came, soft but deliberate, I already knew who it was.

Mrs. B.

She slipped into the room like a shadow, her face pale but steady, her hands gripping a bundle of clothes. Not silk, not lace, not bridal white. Denim shorts, a loose shirt, a pair of sneakers. Freedom folded in cotton.

“Quickly ivy,” she whispered, shutting the door behind her. “Change. No one must hear.”

My hands trembled as I peeled off the satin robe and slipped into the clothes she had brought. They felt strange, almost foreign after months of being dressed like a doll, but my body sighed into them as though recognizing what it meant: comfort, breath, choice
Jhumie_writes

This chapter was one of the hardest and most emotional to write. Ivy’s escape isn’t just about slipping past guards or finding a way out, it’s about shedding months of captivity, fear, and the weight of a future that was never hers to choose. Mrs. B’s role here was crucial; she’s been more than a servant in the Wolfe estate, she’s been a quiet, steady force of love and loyalty, and her reveal about Killian shows how deep her ties truly run. Ivy seeing Killian again after months apart had to feel like the world stopped turning for a beat. The rawness of her relief, the fire of his presence, the way her body reacted before her mind could, it’s the culmination of all those chapters of longing and separation. This moment isn’t just the end of Ivy’s cage, it’s the beginning of her war for freedom, and the start

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