But what could she do? She had fallen for him at first sight.
That was why she approached him at the gym. And when she saw him with Emily, she felt like her chest was being squeezed.
In all honesty, everything she did at that party was because she wanted to teach the other girl a lesson for keeping him all to herself.
"Too busy to send even one message? That's not an excuse."
She picked up a pen and tapped it against the counter. "If he wasn't interested, he could at least be honest about it."
Ivan nodded slowly. "Some men are…clueless. So you don't like him anymore?"
She didn't reply right away.
"I don't know." She stared down at the pen, her eyes unfocused. "I should be angry for being ignored all the time, but I can't bring myself to hate him."
"I'm such a mess." A weak laugh slipped out as she rubbed her forehead. "I think I've gone retarded."
"Father, do you think I'm not attractive enough?" she asked, playing with her hair.
