Bab 344: A LOT TO ANSWER TO

ARIANNE POV

That night Ivan didn't sleep with me in the room. I woke up to an empty cold bed space beside me that was neatly made and looked like he hadn't been slept in. With a sigh, I brushed a strand of my hair away from my face as memories of the ball came back to me. This was all my fault, I did this actually. It all started when Azar came to the ball. To be honest, I didn't feel any spark with any of the men I danced with yesterday, every single one of them.