"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,
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