It had been a couple of weeks since the night at the club and everything seemed to go back to normal. Ivy had found out that Lauren was in an Asylum and the news didn't shock or bother her. Noah was ruthless by nature so she had actually expected a more cutthroat approach from him. The asylum was more her style, to leave Lauren alive and in hell for as long as possible.
Lauren and Cole had it coming. But Cole floated in her mind, not because she missed him or felt something for him, she was just curious to find out what had happened to him.
Ivy sat on their large master bed curled up in the duvet contemplating, she wore a white fluffy crop top and matching shorts. She was cosy and didn't want to move.
