Chapter 89

• Meanwhile, far from the room steeped in scheming, Joshua and Ivy sat side by side on the apartment balcony. The night breeze drifted softly around them, carrying a quiet peace after such a long day.
• Joshua lit a cigarette, only to stub it out almost immediately when Ivy wrinkled her nose. “I forgot you hate smoke,” he said with a low chuckle.
• Ivy turned to him, her gaze warm. “I just want you healthy, Josh. We still have so much ahead of us.”