C120 Chapter 120

Ivy glided to the dining table, attempting to pour herself a glass of wine, but her hand hovered over the glass bottle, her fingers hesitating like a bird poised for flight. She sighed, her breath escaping with a sharp whoosh as she laid her hand down on the table.

"How can I bring myself to eat or drink anything after what happened?"

Zack glanced at her, rising to his feet