That and the two nights that followed, she had no crazy dreams of him nor nightmares of her marriage.
She went to work as usual the next day, feeling refreshed and happy with herself.
She scrolled through her phone to see if there are any movies she could see as a way to reward herself, maybe even go to a beach, a vacation or something.
She was in the mood to meet new people.
Then her phone rang.
Elsa again.
"Hello, Spoilt Brat."
"That is my line, you Dirty Thief." Elsa snapped back over that phone, Ivy let out a dramatic exasperated sigh.
"I thought I was a Princess."
"Forget that. It's been two days since our last conversation. How are you even breathing without hearing from me?"
"Honestly," Ivy took in a deep breath, nodding lightly. "I think the air has been a little crazy."
