LOGIN“I think you were too harsh mother.” Hexora said softly.“I think she wasn’t harsh enough.” Sangris thundered. “If only we were allowed to intervene in earthly affairs, I’d put a sword in that arrogant fool Dusk myself! Look what his recklessness has caused.”The Moon Goddess and her two remaining children were in the Moon Realm, trying to decide how to move forward from the latest tragedy. Morava’s petrified remains, just like Lykara had been taken to The Eternal Sanctuary.“We should leave them to enjoy the disaster they’ve brought on themselves.” Sangris continued.“We mustn’t be too hard on them. They are mortals, and foolishness is in their nature.” Hexora reminded him. “They will pay for their foolishness.”“So will we. If our brother enchants all the kingdoms we will be destroyed too, who then will stop him from taking over the Moon Realm?”“Your sister is right.” The Goddess said, speaking for the first time. She sighed. “As much as my creatures anger me, I cannot abandon t
Ivy's Pov After the phone call I went to talk to Paul. I was just in time to see James leaving his room, shaking his head in annoyance. Paul looked up when I entered and I was happy to see his frown disappear. “You left dinner early.” I said sitting on the bed. “I was done. If you are here to convince me to go to the party please don’t. I don’t want to go. Go with Victor, I won’t mind." “You will go because no one will see your face. I’ve decided to make it a masked party.” “What? Why?” “So you can attend without feeling uncomfortable.” “But I’ll be in a wheelchair.” “So will a few others. Jenna gave me a list of some execs who’ll be attending that also use wheelchairs. You won’t be alone.” “But they are old men.” “With your mask you will pretend to be old too.” He grimaced and I laughed. “Please come. I want you to be there.” He sighed in exasperation. “Fine. I’ll go. But I won’t stay long.” “Yes!” “Why do you want me to come anyway?”
Ivy's Pov The maids were just as surprised as I was to see him there. I heard one whisper to the rest, “Mr. Sinclair hasn’t come down since the accident, what’s happening?” “Paul is everything okay?” James asked. “I heard the music I had to see who was playing.” The staff hurried out leaving us alone. “I didn’t know you’d learnt to play.” He said, moving towards me. “I did.” I shrugged. “You still remembered my grandad’s favorite song.” He smiled. “Sure." I lied. " I played it hoping you’d hear and feel better. James said you weren’t feeling very happy.” He frowned. “How were you expecting me to feel after mocking me?” He asked. “What are you talking about? When did I mock you?” “Forget it.” “Tell me.” “Last night, I could hear it in your tone and your laugh.” I shook my head vigorously. “You heard wrong. I wasn’t mocking you. What made you think such a thing?” He sighed. “Because the old you used to behave that way.” “Well I’m the new me.” He
Ivy's Pov “Why? What did I do?” I asked in confusion.“He won’t say.”“I was with him last night and he wasn’t angry with me.”“You were with him last night?" James asked.“You must have said something to upset him.” Victor added.I didn’t. I swear. We were talking and laughing till he left.”“Paul laughed?” James and Victor both asked in surprise.“Yes. He was happy, I don’t know what happened. Maybe I better go and talk to him.” I suggested.“No.” James said, “Leave him for now. Let him calm down.”I nodded and stared at my breakfast, suddenly not hungry. I couldn’t think what I’d done to make Paul upset.“Don’t worry about it,” Victor said, reading my thoughts, “he gets that way sometimes. How about we go see a movie?”“No. Like I said I want to spend today indoors.”I stood up and went outside. The smell of flowers from the beautifully kept garden filled the air. I looked at Paul’s window. The curtain was drawn as usual, but but I wondered if he was looking out at me. I smiled
Paul was on front of her door, holding a bowl of fruit. “James said you didn’t eat dinner are you okay?” He asked. Ivy nodded, too surprised to say anything. She stood aside to let him in. “Are you sure?” He asked, looking at her red eyes. “I’m fine. I’m just tired.” She muttered. “That doesn’t mean you should skip your meal.” She laughed a little. “Look who is talking.” She said. He smiled. “Touché. Okay I promise, no more skipping meals.” “I’ll hold you to your promise.” “I brought you fruit. Would you like to eat that?” “If you share it with me.” They sat together on her bed. “I heard you were made CEO today, congratulations.” He said. “Thanks, you will now be CEO of your company too right?” “Yes,” he said quietly. “But it won’t be for long.” “Because of your illness? Can’t the doctors do something about it?” She asked. “I don’t want to talk about it.” He said. “You can’t just give up.” Ivy said softly. His face hardened. “I said I don’t w
Ivy's Pov Ivy Sullivan's Fashion house was called Luxury, and her staff were standing around smiling nervously as I entered. I was even more nervous. A young woman stepped forward. From her name tag I saw her name was Lynn. “Congratulations on your wedding Ms. Sinclair. The designs are ready. I know they’ll be just what you wanted.” She said. My legs were wobbling as I followed her to the show room. It was huge and stocked with designer clothes, shoes, and bags. They led me to a section of blouses. “These are the designs we settled on,” Lynn said, holding up two blouses, “silk and satin.” “They are lovely,” I mumbled. “Which do you want us to choose as our summer design?” She asked. “The silk.” I said pointing to one of the blouses. Lynn blinked. “That’s satin ma’am.” “Of course.” I said embarrassed. “The handbag design hasn’t been chosen yet, but I’ve made a list of ideas for you to chose from. Let’s go to your office so I can show you.” Lynn said. We took th







