[IVY TANNER]
"Did. You. Just. Refer. Me. As. A. Slut?"
Ivy reread the text and typed, "keep dreaming."
"How can I dream of you calling me a slut, beta?"
Ivy's forehead wrinkled up. Anger seeped through her blood, and she thought, "no, she can't do that to him. She is wrong to leave her man in bed and come here kissing another woman."
"Can we go to work, please?" Ivy typed.
"I will meet you there."
Her eyes darted around the café, it was full since it was the rush hour with people eating breakfast before heading to work. The last thing Ivy wanted to do was to make a fuss and create a show she knew Marina despised.
Marina hated commotion as much as she hated whenever Ivy butt in and pushed after she had told her not to. Ivy offered a tiny wave at Marina and turned around, she was sad, sad that she couldn't do a thing about it at the moment and let Marina enjoy her time with someone other than Rinzler.
