Ivy's POV

My journey to healing from my grief was both painful and eye-opening. It started with acknowledging the suppressed hate I held towards Jax, my husband, for something he was not responsible for. My sane mind knew that he was not to blame but I had no idea that deep in my subconscious somewhere I held a lot of contempt towards him without my knowledge and it showed up in subtle ways in our relationship, from the way I thought about him especially after an argument to the way I kind of expected everything he did to hurt me in one way or another.

Jax couldn't be blamed for...