Ivan's POV
When I looked at Mia's sleeping face, my heart flickered. She seemed so calm and peaceful for once. Otherwise, she is a job to handle, a very volatile job!
Mia and I have always fought. We have fought over things that others would not even notice were happening. Perhaps, our eyes were always on each other and mind was too consumed figuring out the other. But what I can't figure out is why she hates me so much. I never targeted her specifically. But she blames me for everything. And it bothers me more.
Like, the time when Mia visited us once with her family. She was having a bad day and rumbling about having a stomachache. But I wanted Mia to come with us.
She never visited us. When she was finally here, I had several things going over my head. At that time, I was too youn
