Betty's POV

The rest of the ride Ivan didn't say a word. I spent my time counting the buildings we drove by until the car arrived at the quiet neighbourhood where my family's villa was located.

The radio was playing a popular pop song which was one of my favourites. Before I knew it, I was humming out the tune and casually singing some lyrics. Ivan didn't say a thing which was a bit surprising.

A lot of people have called me tone-deaf in the past, and it was a perfect opportunity ...