Ivanka's hand was over her mouth, trying to suppress her gasp. Shock rippled through her, she felt her surroundings going round in circles.
Did Alaric have plans of proposing to her?
Her mind drifted back to the washroom at the hospital, when she had told him she thought they were meant to have just dinner. She recalled the way he had chuckled with disappointment, like she had no idea what it truly was.
Could that be it? Was that dinner meant for proposal? God! It can't be!
"Ivanka? Are you there?" Nova called repeatedly before jolting Ivanka out of her thoughts.
"Y...Yeah, I'm here." She stammered and gulped hard, sweeping some strands of hair behind her ear.
Her heart was threatening to explode from her chest.
"Um...can we just talk later, Nova? I um...I need to check up o som
