She squealed, "I knew it! He loves me!" She ended, curling tbe tip of her hair around her fingers. "...and I love him even more," she added quickly.
"Elsa. You and Chris are in a relationship, right?"
"Of course," she said in a 'doh' tone.
Ivy puffed out air from her mouth, nervous and not knowing how best to approach this. She wasn't trying to take herself out of blame, she just wanted to say it in a way that explained everything in the most concise way she could.
This was already starting to get unbearably hurtful and she hadn't even started yet.
She took Elsa's hands in hers.
'Well, here goes nothing.'
"He is not good for you. I'm not trying to break you up but I really love you and I need you to know. He is a playboy."
She pulled her hand away from her almost immediately, "how
