Chapter 389

• Cassandra’s POV
• Ivy insisted we keep Aunt Avis calm, especially after the emotional toll of the last few hours. She administered a round of stress-relieving acupuncture her steady hands and clinical calm something I’d come to rely on. She left a prescribed course of sedatives for the next few days, warning me gently that Aunt Avis needed real rest or her recovery would stall.
• “She’s fragile,” Ivy had said, her voice low but firm. “Mentally, emotionally, physically. Anything more could break her.”