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Ivy's POVThe moment I hear the words pass Delilah’s lips, my heart begins to race. If Delilah really does have feelings for Colin–if she truly mean everything she’s saying right now, if this isn’t just some sort of scheme or deception on her part, if marriage is even something on both of their minds–That could mean Delilah doesn’t really love him. That could mean Spencer doesn’t really love her. Maybe there’s hope for us yet. My heart begins to race as my mind whirls with all the newfound possibilities. With Spencer and Delilah’s wedding set for the Summer Equinox, a date only days away now, I’d all but figure I’d lost Spencer for good. But maybe that’s not the case anymore. We could be together again. We could make it work. We could raise our child, our children, together. It’s possible. It’s really possible. Taking note of my sudden racing heart and quickening breath, Spencer glances over at me. “Are you alright?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. My face burns. I can’t tell h
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Spencer's POV“So what’s going on between you and Delilah?” Ivy’s question catches me abruptly off guard. I raise an eyebrow as I turn to look at her. “What do you mean?” I ask, doing my best to keep my voice steady. “We’re engaged. It’s really quite straightforward.” Considering my father was murdered, it’s more important to me than ever that I keep Ivy safe. No matter what. “Alright,” Ivy says slowly. “But you just–I mean, you knew Delilah for a while before the two of you were engaged. And we were together. And we were… fine, I guess. And then, all of a sudden, you were engaged.” Ivy draws in a breath, and I can tell that the pain of remembering what happened between us is getting to her. It hurts me every time to know just how much this whole mess has affected her. She deserves to be loved, and protected, and cherished. She deserves to know what’s going on. I wish I could do that for her, but now most certainly isn’t the time. “But you don’t seem to care about her, I guess,
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