“I’ll let you go. I wanted you to hear it from me, not Edden or the I.S. Love you.” The seldom-spoken words shocked through me, followed by a warm understanding. Ivy was deeply committed to Nina, but there was all kinds of love, and we’d been through a lot. “Love you, too,” I said, glad I could say the words as well, and the phone clicked off. I did love Ivy, not the way she had wanted, but we both understood each other and were happy with our relationship now.
