Ivy's P.O.V.
Milo and Ginnie’s mating ceremony was absolutely perfect and beautiful. It was romantic and everything felt as if it came out of a movie. And secretly, I wondered if I would ever get the chance. If I would ever find someone who would look at me, the way that Milo looked at Ginnie. As if he would do anything for her, as if he would die without her. I had reached out and grabbed my mother’s hand. Squeezing her, at the parts where I had felt like I was falling apart. The official ceremony was held inside a big white tent. Telling me that they did it for the weather, since it seemed as if it could possibly start to rain any second now. But I knew better, I knew Milo still had his field up, and the tent was placed so that I wouldn’t be able to see C.J., if he was still wondering a
