Ivory,
Diane looked like she had seen a ghost. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear, and her hands trembled as she held the drink I had given her. The drink did little to calm her down. The realisation that her mother was involved in what happened in Hollow Grove was terrifying, and the fact that Brian might be involved too only added to her distress. Diane's mind was clearly in turmoil, unable to process the overwhelming revelations.
Seeing her in such a state, I knew she needed space and time to think. I gently stepped away from her, leaving Cole's office. The air in the hallway felt thick with tension, and I could hear the soft echo of footsteps behind me, a telltale sign that Cole was following.
"Ivory, Ivory, Ivory," he called out, his voice a mix of frustration and concern.
