Imagine the perfect afternoon in Savannah, Georgia.  Backyard filled with smiles. An amazing dress tailored to your bodaciousness. Your Dad-in-name-only ready to walk you down the path. Thrilling I dos about to be uttered…

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Then… I don’t whimpers out of your beloved.

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Meet Ivy Talbot. About now all she wants is to walk into the ocean and disappear. Or at least quench her blistering humiliation. Next best thing (per her mother, Bree): fly back with her less than thrilled father to Monterey, California, to heal.

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Meet said father, Daniel. Senior partner in his wife’s law firm. Thriving professionally, socially, and personally. Devoted family man. Devoted in an I've-had-a-side-thing-going-on-in-Georgia-for two-plus-decades kind of way. 

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Monterey turns out to be a good solution for Ivy, not so much for Daniel. To complicate things Ivy refuses to leave. She quickly makes friends and plans . To remedy this Bree ie; Daniel’s poison fruit, comes to California to talk sense into her daughter.

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It’s a very revelatory weekend where worlds collide, lies are exposed, and Ivy is left questioning her own validity as a person. Ultimately, it takes a surprising new man with demons of his own to convince her that: 

 

Sometimes the worst day of your life can actually save it... 

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IVY IN STILLS