Betty's POV

I could barely sleep last night, especially after how easily Ivan let me go. I was too scared for my mind to relax, convinced he was just waiting for me to drop my guard

The fear that maybe he was waiting for me to relax before attacking woke me up before my alarm even rang.

My brows furrowed as I slowly opened my eyes. My gaze immediately fell on the seat Ivan was sitting on all night. Even in my sleep I could feel his piercing gaze.

The chair was empty. A yawn ...