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IVY'S POV

The emotional weight from Ronan’s confessions about his father had left us both feeling closer, but also drained in a quiet way.

The next morning, I woke up determined to do something normal. The penthouse had everything we needed for basic meals, but we were running low on fresh produce and a few essentials.

Ronan was still sleeping peacefully when I slipped out of bed. I left a note on the nightstand telling him I’d be back soon and that I loved him, then quietly got ready.

I kept
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