Chapter 112

• The once vibrant Kendrick mansion, always buzzing with activity, now stood still, suffocating in an air of despair. The echoes of laughter and lively conversations had faded, replaced by heavy silence.
• Ivy had locked herself in her room for days, refusing to come out, refusing to speak. No one dared to disturb her any longer—not even Mrs. Rose, who had tried relentlessly to get through to her.
• Inside her room, Ivy sat curled up in a corner, her eyes swollen from crying. Tear-streaked lines ran down her cheeks, her once-perfect appearance now unrecognizable.