After the encounter, Emma got into the car, heaving a heavy sigh of relief as though she had won a major war.
It was indeed a major war, considering how much it had taken her to stand up to him the way she did. She mused as she headed home.
As the driver drove her home, Ivy's thoughts flashed through her mind, and she decided to call Ivy to see if they could meet up since she didn't have anything to do at home.
She dialed the line and waited for Ivy to receive the call. "Hello, Ivy," Emma said immediately. Ivy answered.
"Emma?" Ivy called, unsure since Emma hadn't called her once after they met that day.
"That's right," Emma said with a smile, understanding Ivy's surprise.
"Oh my God, Em. You finally called!" Ivy exclaimed.
Emma sighed, guilt gnawing at her. "Im sorry, I'm just calling now…."
"It's okay. I totally understand. You've called, and that's all that matters," Ivy said dismissively, and Emma smiled.
