Zanders POV

I walk into the guest house, finding Ivy on the floor. I rush over to her, trying to help her up.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!”

“I thought you fell. Are you okay?”

“Zander, I’m fine. I was doing my strength exercises.”

“Oh. Sorry.” I sat down next to her.

“You smell like shit and dead fish. Why do you have bird poop all over you and covered in sand?”

“It’s a long story. I need to go shower. Can we talk after? I want to apologize for yesterday.”

Ivy’s eyes say it all. She’s hurt.

She said sadly, “Are you sure you want to...