Amber
I glanced at the clock and wondered where Ivan was. It was quite late. He did tell me to go to bed because he gets late most of the time but I was still worried. I didn't know if I should call him. I don't think I have ever called or even texted him before. But just because I have never done it doesn't mean, I couldn't. I grabbed my phone and was about to call him when the door opened and he stumbled inside, looking beat.
Was he drunk again?
"Oh...you are still up," He murmured as I stared wide-eyed at him, relief instantly flooding through me.
"I was...worried about you," I answered honestly. He gazed at me and then eventually smiled as he flopped down on the bed.
"I am fine, Amber. What ever can happen to
