Ivanna
Since I wasn't expecting him to be here, I was a bit shocked. He glanced up at me and his eyes froze again like the day in the gym.
It makes me kinda uncomfortable how he just stares at me without any reaction. Maybe, he does it to everyone. I'm overthinking.
"Come in and have a seat," he says and looks down at the documents scattered on his table.
I take small steps towards the table and take a seat
"Good morning," I say with a smile.
"Good morning, Miss Iv-- "
"It's Mrs," I immediately interrupted him. "Mrs Ivanna Scott"
He pauses to look at me again. From the name on his table, I get to know it's Adrain Sarkis. He seems to be in his mid- twenties-- a man with blonde hair and black eyes.
"Yeah. That's right. Are you the same Ivanna Scott I'm thinking of?"
"I guess, righ
