The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow) novel Chapter 1102

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**TITLE: My Dad Please Come 1102**

Ivy’s gaze rested on Nathan, her heart fluttering with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. He appeared completely at ease, not a hint of suspicion clouding his features. As he lifted his cup, savoring the last of his tea, he offered a casual, “Thanks, Wanda,” causing her to beam with pride at having served him.

Wanda, with her cheerful demeanor, replied, “You’re welcome. You two should get some rest. I’ll be heading out now.” Her voice was warm, and as she turned to leave, the atmosphere shifted; a comforting silence enveloped the room.

Once the door clicked shut behind Wanda, Ivy let out a soft sigh and placed the pencil she had been nervously gripping onto the table. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly as she broke the silence. “Why don’t we go to bed?” she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to disturb the stillness.

Nathan, who had been diligently sorting through a few documents, paused. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded. “Alright,” he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “Let’s sleep.”

They made their way to the bed, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. Nathan hesitated for a moment, glancing at Ivy. “What about the sleeping arrangements?” he inquired, his brow slightly furrowed.

Ivy pointed to the right side of the bed, a playful glint in her eyes. “You take that side. I’ll sleep here,” she instructed, feeling a thrill at the idea of sharing the space with him.

“Okay,” Nathan replied, his voice steady as he moved to his designated spot. They both lifted the blanket, the fabric rustling softly as they settled in.

“Should I turn off the lights?” Nathan asked, his eyes flickering towards the lamp.

“Yes,” Ivy replied, her heart racing slightly at the thought of the impending darkness.

With a gentle motion, he reached over and switched off the lamp, plunging the room into a comforting darkness. Shadows danced along the walls, and the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them enveloped in silence.

Yet, as Nathan lay there, sleep eluded him. Here he was, in his own bed, in the familiar comfort of his room, but tonight felt different. The presence of Ivy, lying so close beside him, stirred an unfamiliar restlessness within him.

He could hear her soft, rhythmic breathing, a sound that somehow soothed yet excited him. The delicate scent of vanilla cream wafted through the air, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. Heat crept up his neck, and sleep felt like a distant dream.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally mustered the courage to speak. “Ivy?” His voice was barely above a whisper, but there was no response. Perhaps she had already drifted off into slumber.

Just as he was about to call her name again, he felt her shift beside him. In an unexpected moment, she rolled over and nestled into his arms. Nathan’s body went rigid, shock coursing through him like electricity.