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But she didn’t open it either.

Instead, on a rainy Tuesday, she drove to an industrial district she’d never visited and stood outside a garage that smelled of ozone and hot metal. Through the window, she saw Marcus— Kai , she still thought of him as Kai—bent over a sculpture of tangled steel roses. hookuphotshot ivy aura

Ivy stood in her perfect penthouse, surrounded by her perfect things, and for the first time in years—she didn’t know what to do. But she didn’t open it either

Ivy almost swiped left. Too vague. Too dangerous. Ivy stood in her perfect penthouse, surrounded by

Ivy handed him a glass of wine. He set it down without drinking.

He stepped closer. Not aggressive— inevitable . Like a tide. Ivy’s spine straightened. She was used to being the predator. But Kai didn’t circle. He simply… stood .