“Maybe he just wants to give you some space,” she offered. “He knows you’ve been through a lot. He may be worried about you feeling… uncomfortable.” Kat planted on hand on her hip. “What feels uncomfortable is him avoiding me like I’ve got Pox. I just want things to go back to normal.” Ivy frowned. “Have you tried talking to him about it?” “I would if I could get him alone for five bleeding minutes.” She shook her head. “It’s probably too much for him. Every time he looks at me, he must remember how he found me.” Heartbreak twisted in Ivy’s chest, making every breath a painful wheeze.
