Title: My Mother’s Husband Isn’t Supposed to Want Me Chapter 1 Ivory's POV The cab rolls to a stop outside the massive iron gates just as the sky bleeds into deep purple. I stare through the tinted window at the sprawling estate I swore I’d never come crawling back to. My chest feels tight, like someone’s squeezing my lungs until they burn. New York was supposed to be my fresh start, my big break in modeling, the endless parties, the influencer dream that was going to make me somebody. Instead it chewed me up, spat me out broke, humiliated, and completely shattered. Coming home feels like stepping straight into quicksand. Every second the tires crunch up the long driveway, I sink a little deeper. Why does this place still have the power to make me feel so small? I’m twenty-three, not thirteen. Get it together, Ivory. Before I can even knock, the heavy front door swings open. Austin stands there, filling the frame like he owns the damn air around him. Crisp black shirt, sl
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