Betty's POV

The lights came up slowly, and suddenly the room exploded, breaking the spell. I almost cried again, overwhelmed by the reception.

"You are still a crybaby, Betty boo." Ivan leaned over to whisper. His annoying teasing smirk was back, and this time, I couldn't stop myself from glaring. Although my eyes didn't have the intense heat behind them. It only made the scene look comical.

Ivan snickered. "Touche.." the bastard snickered back. I almost forgot how annoying he was. I smiled ...