Painful connection
Vincent POV
Having her last night was everything I had imagined but could have been so much more. Damn sunrise sent me scurrying like a cockroach. She must have thought I ran from her…
I guess, maybe I did.
Fuck.
A massive sting of anguish sweeping through me, burning at my soul. I wondered what happened if she was alright. The pain was emotional, my heart seeming to ache again. The same thing I felt last night when I went to her. It had to be that bastard again; he was still playing with her heart.
He did still have her heart. I took another swig of my drink, hoping enough alcohol might dull the pain, but my constitution was too strong, and I knew there wasn't enough alcohol in this building to offer relief. I gave up on waiting for someone to find an answer for me, I started researching myself.
