Chapter 19

SOPHIE WESLEY

Anthony was leaning toward Ivy when I walked in, his thumb at the corner of her mouth like they were lovers.

Our eyes locked for a second, then he quickly pulled back, panic crossing her face, but the truth is, I felt nothing. Not even a flicker of jealousy.

I exhaled.

Nora had texted me this morning to meet her for breakfast at the newly opened restaurant. I would never have imagined that it was the same restaurant that Ivy spoke about.

Of all the restaurants in the city.

Ivy looked back, and as our eyes met, something crossed her face. Disappointment, anger, confusion, and finally...