Justin shifted slightly, letting out a low cough, clearly aware of the situation but trying to play it cool."Uh, Ivy..." he started, his voice a little strained."Don't," she interrupted, her voice barely above a whisper as she stared straight ahead, refusing to look at him."Look, it's not what you think," Justin tried to explain, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly."Not what I think?" Ivy hissed, finally sitting up and turning to glare at him. Her cheeks were flaming, but she tried to keep her voice steady. "I think I just found out exactly what kind of movie gets you excited."Justin groaned, covering his face with both hands. "It’s not the movie, okay? I’m not a creep!""Could’ve fooled me," Ivy muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.There was an awkward silence between them for a moment before Justin peeked through his fingers, looking genuinely embarrassed."Look, I can't control that kind of thing," he said, his tone softer now. "It just... happens."Ivy raised an
Startled by the throat-clearing, Ivy and Trevor turned in unison to see Emily standing in the doorway, her eyebrows raised and her lips pressed into a knowing smile.Trevor, always quick to recover, stood up smoothly and flashed her a charming grin. "Hi, Emily," he said casually, his tone polite yet unbothered by the situation. Without waiting for a response, he nodded at Ivy. "Catch you later." Then he walked out, leaving behind an air of tension.Emily watched him leave, her gaze trailing after him for a moment before turning to Ivy, her eyes wide with disbelief and a smirk creeping across her lips."You didn’t tell me you had something with Trevor," she said, her voice tinged with amusement.Ivy shot up from the couch, nearly knocking over the ice cream bowl in her haste. "No! I don’t... I do not!" Her words came out rushed, her face flaming as she waved her hands in denial.Emily’s smirk deepened as she folded her arms across her chest. "Oh, really? Because what I just walked in o
Ivy looked at her mother, noticing the worry and confusion etched on her face. She had rarely seen her mother show emotions like this. Emily was always so good at hiding them."You can tell me, Mom," Ivy said softly, her gaze steady.Emily sighed, her shoulders slumping as though the weight of her words were too heavy to carry."I know I've been really selfish... not really telling you about your dad. Not that I didn’t want to, but it’s... complicated. I didn’t even know where he was until today," she said, her voice tinged with regret.Ivy nodded, encouraging her to continue."I didn’t want you to look at me like I was a bad person or a bad mom," Emily added, her voice faltering."No, no, you’ve sacrificed so much for me. I would never think that. Ever," Ivy reassured her, her voice firm and filled with conviction.Emily gave her a small, grateful nod before continuing."Well... 19 years ago, I was just 18. I had just finished high school, and I went to a party with my friends. Your
Ivy spotted Justin standing by his locker the next day, his back turned to her. Her heart swelled with excitement at seeing him again after their emotional goodbye the previous evening. She quickened her pace, calling his name softly."Justin," she said, her voice breaking through the noise of bustling students.He turned, his expression brightening as his eyes met hers. "Hey," he greeted warmly.Without hesitation, Ivy closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around him. Justin froze for a moment, surprised by the gesture, before his arms circled her in return."You didn’t have to leave, you know," she murmured, holding onto him tightly.He chuckled softly. "I’m still here, Ivy. And I’ll see you around all the time.""Not the same, though," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. She pulled back and looked up at him. Justin leaned against the lockers as Ivy stood by his side, the usual charm in his eyes dimmed with what looked like exhaustion. She tilted her head,
Ivy stared blankly at Stephanie, who was now leaning against the wall, a mischievous grin on her face."So, what are you going to do?" Stephanie asked, tilting her head, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding in Ivy's life."I'm not doing anything," Ivy replied curtly, brushing off her friend's question. "It's not like there's anything to do."Stephanie frowned, folding her arms. "Don't play dumb with me, Ivy. You literally almost kissed Trevor. Almost kissed Trevor," she repeated for emphasis, her grin returning.Ivy groaned. "It wasn't like that," she insisted, but her cheeks betrayed her, heating up with the memory.Stephanie gasped dramatically, pointing at her. "Oh my God, you're blushing. You are so Team Trevor now!"Ivy rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the swirling confusion in her chest. "I'm not 'Team Trevor.' Stop calling it that.""Why not? He's hot, he clearly likes you, and let's be honest-Justin's been acting like a complete jerk lately."Ivy opened her mouth to argue but
Emily was caught off guard when she bumped into Robert outside the café. She hadn’t expected to see him after their brief interaction at the supermarket. He had looked at her with a hint of recognition, but this? This felt different, like a twist of fate. She froze for a moment, unsure of how to react, but the warm smile on his face was enough to make her relax a little."Well, if it isn’t Emily," Robert said with a smirk. "I didn’t think I’d run into you here. After the other day, I thought we were done with coincidences."She blinked, a little surprised. "You thought I wouldn’t be around?" she asked, genuinely curious.He shrugged with a casual grin. "I mean, I didn't think we'd end up crossing paths again. But here we are."Emily felt a strange wave of relief, and maybe a little excitement, but she couldn’t figure out why. After all, he was the last person she ever expected to see. Still, she smiled. "I guess life has a funny way of making us bump into people we least expect.""Exa
"Hey, Mom," Ivy called out the moment Emily stepped into the house. She set her bag aside and walked toward her mother, who seemed unusually lost in thought. Emily’s gaze softened when it landed on Ivy, and she quickly made her way over, sitting across from her."I saw him today," Emily said, her voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and nerves.Ivy raised a curious brow, a smile playing on her lips. "Him? You mean... my father?"Emily nodded. "Yes. I saw Robert today."Ivy’s eyes lit up with interest. "Robert Monroe," she repeated, testing the name on her tongue. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "It’s nice you gave me his name, even though I didn’t know much about him."Emily gave her a small smile. "It felt right, even back then."Ivy leaned forward, eager to hear more. "So, what happened? Did you two talk?"Emily hesitated for a moment before admitting, "He asked for my number."Ivy’s grin widened. "Oh, you both are getting somewhere," she teased, her voice play
"I’m so sorry," Ivy whispered, her voice trembling as she stepped back, trying to catch her breath.But before she could move further, Trevor’s hand slid to her waist, pulling her closer to him. His touch was firm yet gentle, leaving her no room to escape. Without a word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through her body.Ivy’s eyes widened in shock, but then, almost involuntarily, she melted into the kiss. It was intense, unexpected, and everything she didn’t know she needed. Trevor kissed her like he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, his hands steady on her waist as if grounding them both.For a fleeting moment, it felt right—too right. But then reality hit.They both pulled back, their breathing heavy and uneven. Ivy stared at him, her mind racing with questions she couldn’t begin to voice."I—" she started, but the words wouldn’t come.Trevor opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Ivy turned and bolted
Ivy froze, staring at him speechlessly as a whirlwind of emotions crashed over her—excitement, nervousness, confusion. She didn’t know how to feel, didn’t know what to say. Her heart pounded in her chest as she processed the moment.This was him. Her father. The man her mom had been talking to lately. She knew this was coming, knew they’d eventually meet, but nothing could have prepared her for the reality of it.“Ivy,” he said softly, taking a tentative step toward her. His voice was warm yet hesitant, as if afraid to say the wrong thing.She blinked, her mouth opening but no words coming out. She had imagined this moment so many times—what she would say, how it would feel—but now that he was standing right in front of her, all those thoughts disappeared.He stopped just a few feet away, his gaze searching hers. “It’s… it’s so good to finally meet you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.Tears pricked at Ivy’s eyes, her chest tightening as she fought to keep her composure. This w
Emily sat nervously, her hands clasped tightly on the table as she glanced at her watch again. Almost two hours. She had texted Robert earlier, asking him to meet her here if he wanted to, but his silence had been deafening. Still, she held onto hope.She let out a deep sigh, her mind racing with doubts. What if he didn't want to come? What if he'd decided that whatever connection they once had wasn't worth revisiting?Just as she reached for her bag to leave, the door to the restaurant opened with a faint chime. Her eyes darted to the entrance, and her breath caught when she saw him.Robert.He paused briefly, scanning the room until his gaze landed on her. For a moment, their eyes locked, but then he looked away, as if unsure or hesitant. Emily sat back down, her heart thudding in her chest as he walked toward her."Hey," he said quietly, stopping just in front of the table."Hi," Emily replied, her voice soft, almost tentative.Robert hesitated before pulling out the chair across f
"I’m not going to pretend I don’t understand where you’re both coming from," Ivy said, her voice steady but firm as she looked at her mother. "I get it—from your perspective and his. But you both need to stop dancing around this and just talk it out like adults."Emily sighed deeply, nodding. "I’ve tried, Ivy. I’ve called him, I’ve texted him, but he’s ignoring me. He’s still upset.""Don’t worry, Mom," Ivy said, placing a reassuring hand on Emily’s shoulder. "If he really wants to meet me, he’ll come around. You’ve done your part. Now it’s his move."Emily chuckled softly, though her eyes betrayed her lingering doubt. "Oh, Lord, I sound like some high school girl in love," she said, shaking her head.That drew a laugh from Ivy, light and genuine. "You kind of do," she teased, grinning.Emily joined in the laughter, the tension easing between them. ~~The morning was crisp as Ivy made her way into the school parking lot, her bag slung over one shoulder. She kept her gaze fixed ahead,
Justin forced a smile, nodding absently as Kulture showed him something on her phone. He wasn’t really paying attention. His mind was stuck on Ivy, seated just a few rows ahead, oblivious to the turmoil he was feeling.He couldn’t help but steal another glance at her. She looked focused, her eyes trained on the teacher, her pen scribbling notes in her notebook. It was the little things about her that always drew him in—the way she tucked her hair behind her ear, the soft smile she’d give when she figured out a tough problem, the way she’d tease him when he messed up.This was why he had to distance himself.It wasn’t the first time he’d tried this tactic. Pulling back, giving her space, ignoring the feelings that seemed to grow no matter how hard he tried to suppress them. It always worked—or at least, it had before.He’d give it a few weeks, apologize for being distant, and everything would go back to normal. That’s what he kept telling himself. That’s what had to happen.Because the
Robert stared at Emily, his face a mixture of shock and confusion. For a moment, it seemed like he hadn’t heard her correctly. “You… you got pregnant?” he finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper.Emily nodded, her gaze fixed on the ground. “Yes.”His eyes searched hers, looking for some kind of explanation. “Did you… did you keep the baby?”“Yes,” Emily replied softly, her voice steady but filled with tension.The silence that followed was deafening, punctuated only by the distant hum of traffic and the rustling of leaves. Robert’s jaw tightened, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.“You kept the baby, and you didn’t tell me?” he asked, his tone sharper now, disbelief etched into every word.Emily flinched but held her ground. “I didn’t have a choice, Robert. You were gone. You left town. I didn’t have your number, and I couldn’t exactly walk up to your family and tell them. They wouldn’t have believed me.”“Emily, I would’ve come back,” he said, his voice risin
"I’m so sorry," Ivy whispered, her voice trembling as she stepped back, trying to catch her breath.But before she could move further, Trevor’s hand slid to her waist, pulling her closer to him. His touch was firm yet gentle, leaving her no room to escape. Without a word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through her body.Ivy’s eyes widened in shock, but then, almost involuntarily, she melted into the kiss. It was intense, unexpected, and everything she didn’t know she needed. Trevor kissed her like he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, his hands steady on her waist as if grounding them both.For a fleeting moment, it felt right—too right. But then reality hit.They both pulled back, their breathing heavy and uneven. Ivy stared at him, her mind racing with questions she couldn’t begin to voice."I—" she started, but the words wouldn’t come.Trevor opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Ivy turned and bolted
"Hey, Mom," Ivy called out the moment Emily stepped into the house. She set her bag aside and walked toward her mother, who seemed unusually lost in thought. Emily’s gaze softened when it landed on Ivy, and she quickly made her way over, sitting across from her."I saw him today," Emily said, her voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and nerves.Ivy raised a curious brow, a smile playing on her lips. "Him? You mean... my father?"Emily nodded. "Yes. I saw Robert today."Ivy’s eyes lit up with interest. "Robert Monroe," she repeated, testing the name on her tongue. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "It’s nice you gave me his name, even though I didn’t know much about him."Emily gave her a small smile. "It felt right, even back then."Ivy leaned forward, eager to hear more. "So, what happened? Did you two talk?"Emily hesitated for a moment before admitting, "He asked for my number."Ivy’s grin widened. "Oh, you both are getting somewhere," she teased, her voice play
Emily was caught off guard when she bumped into Robert outside the café. She hadn’t expected to see him after their brief interaction at the supermarket. He had looked at her with a hint of recognition, but this? This felt different, like a twist of fate. She froze for a moment, unsure of how to react, but the warm smile on his face was enough to make her relax a little."Well, if it isn’t Emily," Robert said with a smirk. "I didn’t think I’d run into you here. After the other day, I thought we were done with coincidences."She blinked, a little surprised. "You thought I wouldn’t be around?" she asked, genuinely curious.He shrugged with a casual grin. "I mean, I didn't think we'd end up crossing paths again. But here we are."Emily felt a strange wave of relief, and maybe a little excitement, but she couldn’t figure out why. After all, he was the last person she ever expected to see. Still, she smiled. "I guess life has a funny way of making us bump into people we least expect.""Exa
Ivy stared blankly at Stephanie, who was now leaning against the wall, a mischievous grin on her face."So, what are you going to do?" Stephanie asked, tilting her head, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding in Ivy's life."I'm not doing anything," Ivy replied curtly, brushing off her friend's question. "It's not like there's anything to do."Stephanie frowned, folding her arms. "Don't play dumb with me, Ivy. You literally almost kissed Trevor. Almost kissed Trevor," she repeated for emphasis, her grin returning.Ivy groaned. "It wasn't like that," she insisted, but her cheeks betrayed her, heating up with the memory.Stephanie gasped dramatically, pointing at her. "Oh my God, you're blushing. You are so Team Trevor now!"Ivy rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the swirling confusion in her chest. "I'm not 'Team Trevor.' Stop calling it that.""Why not? He's hot, he clearly likes you, and let's be honest-Justin's been acting like a complete jerk lately."Ivy opened her mouth to argue but