As Alyssa waved her off, Ivy turned to look at her, a playful roll of the eyes accompanying her gesture.
"Go ahead then."
With Alyssa's words, Mara couldn't really decline. So, with their own thoughts silently brewing, the three of them went to the car.
Reaching the car, Mara immediately positioned herself in the passenger's seat, causing Ivy to halt mid-stride as she was heading there herself.
Mara opened the door, beaming a bright, apologetic smile over her shoulder at Ivy. "I get carsick, and I'm sure Ivy wouldn't mind me sitting up front, right? I've always sat here; it's sort of my spot."
Her face even flushed with a touch of embarrassment, as if the mere thought of sitting anywhere else would indeed make her uncomfortable.
"It's fine, really. Doesn't matter who sits where."
With Mara already snuggled into the front seat, Ivy had no choice but to slide into the back.
"Alright, let's strap in. We're taking Mara to check out some other places to stay," Balfour said, glancing in the rear-view mirror.
Ivy's surprise was evident. "Ms. Lewis isn't staying at the house anymore? Why bother with another place?"
Not that Ivy minded not seeing her around—it would certainly spare her some irritation.
But if Mara moved out, that meant Balfour would have to go out of his way to look after her. Work was hard enough without having to split his attention to cater to someone else. It would be easier if Mara just stayed put so Ivy could keep an eye on her too.
Ivy's surprise wasn't feigned, and Mara seemed slightly offended by it. "I bet Ivy would be thrilled if I moved out, huh?"
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