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“How’s it going, Ivy? Are you feeling any better? Can you manage alright now?”
vy flashed a grin. Margot, with her ceaseless energy, always had a way of lifting her spirits.
“I’m pretty much recovered. Just that I can’t put weight on my foot for the next couple of days. Looks like I’ll be leaning on you and Thalia quite a bit.”
Margot nodded with a smile. “It’s great to have you back. From now on, we can spend every day brainstorming ideas for the script.”
Balfour had a lot on his plate and hadn’t had much of a chance to interact with them. How things would play out was pretty much up to Balfour.
After ensuring Ivy was comfortably settled and seeing her chatting happily with Margot and the others, he excused himself with a brief nod and left.
But it was only after Balfour had gone that Margot dared to ask Ivy, “What made you suddenly move back? With your leg not yet ready for action, wouldn’t staying at home. have been easier?”
Ivy exhaled a weary sigh, not keen on delving into the matter.
“I have my reasons. Why, are you not happy to have me bunking here?”
Margot shook her head immediately. “No way, I wish we had more people staying on set. It’s more fun when it’s bustling, like back in my college days.”
Ivy managed a weary smile, and Thalia, noticing Ivy’s fatigue, took Margot’s arm, leading her away.
The dorm had been lively just a moment ago, but now it felt eerily silent.
In truth, it was nowhere near as spacious as the room she and Balfour shared at home. Whenever she was with Balfour, his presence seemed to fill every corner of the space.
Now, alone, the emptiness was stark, the quietude chilling.
But this solitude was a choice she had made, and she harbored no regrets.
Putting some distance between her and Balfour might give them both the clarity to understand what they truly wanted.
If Balfour’s heart lay with Mara, Ivy could step back without any messy emotional entanglements.
Letting go of the man she loved might cause her pain, but better a short agony than prolonged suffering. Better to sever the ties now if she was doomed to love someone
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who could never be hers.
Sometimes, closeness only amplified the pain.
After dropping Ivy off, Balfour didn’t head home. Instead, he returned to the office. Alone at his desk, he stared blankly at the documents in front of him until he heard a knock on the door.
“Mr. Howard, did you get a chance to sign those papers for finance? They’re chasing me for them.”
It wasn’t until Quinton rapped on his office door that Balfour snapped back to reality.
“Sorry, I zoned out there. Give me a moment. Khock again in five minutes.”
Quinton was astounded, though his expression remained calm. “Of course.”
Having worked with Balfour for so long, he couldn’t recall a single instance when Balfour had been distracted during work.
The man was a synonym for efficiency and focus, with a work ethic unmatched by anyone else in the company.
And yet today, he had admitted to being distracted. Was the world turning upside down?
Balfour massaged his temples, his mind overrun with thoughts of Ivy.
He was deeply worried about her adapting to the new environment and the possibility of her getting hurt. The thought of her made him forget all about the paperwork in front of
him.
