Then came the sharp click of high heels, closing the distance between us. A familiar scent followed: sweet, intoxicating, unmistakably Ivy.
She stopped right in front of me. Without hesitation, she reached out, fingers gripping my chin, forcing me to look at her.
"Cassius, back then, I liked you so much. I followed you around every single day, but you chose Lilith instead."
"And look at you now."
"You don’t even own a car and Lilith has already cut ties with you."
Her nails dug into my skin as she tightened her grip. Then, with a smirk, she murmured, "What do you think? It’s not too late. You don’t have to marry into my family, just say the word and I’ll divorce my husband right now to marry you."
Back in high school, I had my fair share of admirers, but Ivy had been the most relentless.
She wasn’t even in my class, yet she sat through our lessons every day just to chase after me.
"Cut it out. You already have a kid; what nonsense are you spouting?"
I brushed her hand away, uninterested.
Ivy huffed, clearly making things up just now.
But there was still resentment in her eyes.
"Cassius, if I were you, I wouldn’t have shown up at this reunion. You’re just begging to be humiliated."