Betty’s POV

I could still feel Ivan’s intense gaze burning into my back even after the door shut. It took everything in me not to run from the humiliation and gently walk into the apartment and close the door behind me.

The door shut behind me with a dull click that echoed through the empty apartment. My back hit the wood and I sucked in a breath I hadn’t realised I’d been holding in, my ears strained trying to catch any conversation from the other side but I couldn’t get anything ...