Ivy smiles and cuddles with Jacob. She closes her eyes with a happy sigh, and her breathing soon evens out until it’s soft and slow, and she falls into something she hadn’t had for four years, a restful sleep.

Winter smiles and kisses his cheek. She puts on a brave face, but internally, well she’s terrified. She gets her phone and goes out on the balcony for some privacy. “Hello, Derek. It’s Winter. I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you.”