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Chapter 89: Ivy’s POV

Author: Nancii Agosto
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-30 09:54:17

I wait patiently for Jessie’s response. The silence between us feels fragile, like a held breath. I wouldn’t dare pressure her into doing anything that might fracture the integrity of something so personal and sacred. This pendant wasn’t just a trinket—it was a heartbeat, the last pulse of a life she’d once had. All I could do was offer an alternative, a bridge between truth and the unbearable unknown.

If Jessie doesn’t want to know—or worse, isn’t ready—then that’s her choice alone. I remind myself of that, even as I catch Lincoln’s furrowed brow in the corner of my eye. His worry is different from mine. I’m afraid of breaking her heart; he’s afraid she won’t be safe if she refuses to face what’s inside.

But Jessie doesn’t notice either of us. Her gaze is locked on the pendant resting in her palms, and in that moment, she looks both achingly fragile and impossibly strong. The sadness in her eyes is laced with tenderness—the kind you reserve for a memory you can’t bear to lose. She cr
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