What are you hiding, Miss Ivery?

Ivery Clark POV

My stomach plummeted.

The tension—razor-sharp, curling around me like unseen chains.

“I said,” Alrigo drawled, his voice cutting through the stillness. “Come in, Miss Ivery.”

My stomach twisted violently. With slow, hesitant steps, I entered the office, the heavy door shutt...

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