Ivan’s POV

I sat on the armchair across from her. She was staring at me, her gaze remained through the darkness. I completely ignored her, too exhausted from the night but my mind was still caught up on the details.

The room was quiet aside from the faint humming sound of the air conditioner. Betty was curled under the duvet probably finding it hard to sleep with me sitting across the room. She stirred a few times tossing as the light bled from out caught shadows of her...

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