Ivan's POV
"Mia?" a voice came from behind my head.
But I didn't need to see his face to recognize the owner. Even though I met Oliver just once, he left quite an impression on me. After all, he was the only self-invited guest of our wedding. This man had some serious problem. He was more interested in my wife than his girlfriend.
I grabbed the fork, contemplating if I should stab it in his face. Mia and Nancy's words about how handsome Oliver is, kept playing in a loop in my mind. The only thing that was keeping me sane at the moment was Mia's face.
"Wow! I see you both could make the trip." Oliver blabbered.
I mean, Oliver had a personality that was pleasant for most people. But I found it discomfiting. Mia gave him an acknowledging smile, making me even more uncomfortable. I co
