"Where could she have gone?" Zack muttered under his breath, his voice laced with frustration and fear.

"Xavier!" he called, massaging his temples. To be honest, he was lost on where to find Ivy.

"Sir." Xavier raced down the stairs, his movements hurried as he could sense something was off with his master.

"Was Ivy here?" Zack asked, his eyes wide with hope, but Xavier's response shattered it to pieces.

He massaged his temples again, thinking just maybe... maybe she's okay, maybe she's just ignoring me, maybe she's... no, no, no, think, Zack, think... where would she go? Who would she turn to? Irene? No, she was just with Irene,...