Ivan stood near the center of the room, looking every bit the star he was. He was dressed in a tailored suit, laughing with a group of guests. But it wasn’t him that made my heart sink, it was her. Nora White. She stood by his side, her hand casually resting on his arm, her smile bright and genuine as she looked up at him.
They looked perfect together.
The thought of her reminded me of Isabel and at that moment I started to wonder why it wasn't Isabel Ivan was getting married to rather than a totally different person.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to keep walking. I wouldn’t let them see the hurt in my eyes. Not yet.
As I made my way through the crowd, Ivan’s gaze finally landed on me. His expression froze, shock washing over his features as he took in my presence. He excused hims
