So now you know.
My name is Ivy. Like the poison.
I told you at the beginning you weren’t going to like me very much. You really don’t like me right now, do you? Am I a horrible person? A loathsome creature? You bet. I’m evil to the core.
And I warned you. I warned you, and you didn’t listen. I know what you’re thinking. Why? Why would I try to hurt the two people who’ve shown me nothing but love and friendship since I came into their lives?
I don’t think I’m quite ready to share the whole truth with you. Sorry. But I will tell you this. They aren’t the people you think they are.
Do you think I don’t care about how Ethan feels? Do you think I don’t care how Sutton’s going to feel when she finds out the whole truth? Well, I do care. I care so much it hurts my very soul.
I’m doing this to make them hurt the way I do. I’m doing this so they understand exactly who and what they’re dealing with. They have no idea what it has cost me, finding her, tracking them, devising this plan. It’s been years in the making.
Sutton thinks she can run away from the truth, can hide from me. She is wrong. She is so very, very wrong.
So, now that we’ve been properly introduced, I present: my goals.
I want to see Elizabeth Sutton Wilson Healy Montclair exposed for the fraud she really is. For the predator that she is. I could see it from the first moment I laid eyes on her. She has a coldness in her soul. You know how you can tell? Take a picture of her. In person, she’s this absolute glamour-puss with all that red hair and lissome figure. But try to capture her on film, and you can see who she really is. The lens is an inanimate object. It can’t be bewitched, can’t be fooled. No glamour can be put upon it. It shows the truth. And the truth is, her soul is empty. Black and rotted and bottomless. She is ugly, she is loathsome.
She is not a good person, and nothing will make me happier than taking her down.
And neither is Ethan. He is a cheat and a liar, the worst sort of man. Wait until you find out what he did. Then you’ll see. You’ll see exactly what kind of a man he is. You won’t blame me in the least.
They deserve each other. So I will make sure they get everything they deserve.
Everything.
I want them to bleed. And they will. Trust me. Ethan already is. I think I’ve broken his nose.
Oops.
So much fun to be had here. But first, I need to deal with something. Join me, will you?