Ivan’s POV:

Remembering Wilson, I remembered that my doll is angry with me. I immediately sprinted upstairs to our room only to see my doll sitting on the bed and reading some crime book. I don’t know whether she is making it a habit after knowing about me or she had this habit even before.

I silently went inside and sat beside her… close enough to see what word she is reading, but she didn’t move an inch nor pushed me away, and that made me happy. I tried to take the ...