Status Updates From Ivy, Angelica, Bay

How must it feel to find your gift, the thing you love that loves you back, and so you give your life to it without thinking?

I wait for my heart to finish breaking before I breathe again. It is a terrible thing to be left behind by your mother. It leaves a hole soul-deep to know she walked away, and you can’t help but wonder, again and again, if it’s because of something you did or something you are that made her set you aside. I can’t hug her.

I let go. It’s too late. I named the price and Livia gave it up, her wanting so strong it made fate bend.