âIvy said sheâd stick around until I got here and go back after. Where is she now?â Balfour asked.
Maraâs brows were knit tightly, her words laced with frustration over Ivyâs absence.
âIâm as clueless as you are. When I arrived, Ivy seemed restless, fumbling even while trying to give Alyssa a gentle back rub. Without you here, there wasnât much for us to talk about, so after I dropped off the fruit basket, I was about to head out.
But then, out of the blue, she tells me to wait here, claiming she needed to use the restroom. Itâs been ages, and sheâs still nowhere to be seen. Balfour, Iâm not one to stir up trouble, but if Ivyâs too busy, maybe itâs best she doesnât look after Alyssa. Hiring a professional caregiver would do just fine.
Why force her to stay if her heart isnât in it? In the end, if Alyssaâs care suffers, itâs a lose-lose situation.â
Balfour really couldnât fathom Ivyâs absence, but he knew she wasnât the type to neglect Alyssa.
âIvy would never treat Grandma like that. Sheâs been Grandmaâs little darling since forever. When Grandma got sick, Ivy took it harder than anyone. She insisted on caring for her alone until I could wrap things up at the office and come to relieve her. Sheâs been pouring her heart into it.â
Maraâs expression remained troubled. âAlright, since youâre defending her, I guess thereâs little more I can say as an outsider. Maybe I got it wrong. Just think it over, okay? Both of you are swamped with work, and with Alyssa still unconscious, not only does she need attention, but you also need to watch your own health. Youâve got to stay strong for the long haul ahead!â
Her words made sense, and Balfour didnât argue.
But Ivy wouldnât just disappear without a word, even if she were asleep. Where on earth could she be?
Having achieved her goal, Mara said she was ready to leave.
However, Balfour grabbed her arm. âDid Ivy mention going anywhere before she disappeared? Itâs not like her to be gone this long without dropping me a line.â
Mara flashed him a reassuring smile. âBalfour, weâve been friends for so long. I know youâre worried about Ivy. Truth is, she only mentioned needing to use the restroom, and then she never came back.
Iâve been here the whole time and havenât seen her return. If youâre that concerned, maybe ask the hospital to check the security footage to see if she went somewhere else after leaving the restroom.â
Left with no choice, Balfour said, âThen I wonât keep you. Go get some rest; youâve been here all afternoon.â
âSure.â
Mara picked up her bag, her departing figure seemingly light and carefree, while Balfourâs face darkened the moment she turned away.
âGet me the surveillance footage from the fifth floor today and make it quick.â
Before Maraâs words, Balfour had never considered that something might have happened to Ivy. But now, he was certain there was trouble. Why else would Mara suggest checking the cameras before he even mentioned trying to call Ivy? Something was off.
He dialed Ivyâs number, only to be greeted by the incessant beep of an unanswered call. Just that morning, they were hand in hand, planning their future; now, barely half a day later, she was nowhere to be found.
What had gone wrong?
âMr. Howard, this is where we last saw her on camera. She did indeed go into the restroom, and we havenât seen her come out since.â