Vincent woke up with a tremendous hangover, however he realized he wasn't in the bad anymore, but inside Derek's house.
Forcing himself up on the bed, Vincent pressed his temples.
He couldn't remember how he reached here, however, he did remember the conversation he had with Derek, and that itself gave him a reality check. "There is no way I have developed feelings for Clara" Vincent muttered still finding it difficult to process.
For him Clara was just a pawn whom he would be using to bring Adrian down, but who would've thought he would end up getting swayed by her?
Vincent recalled the things he did in the past causing his chest to tighten in suffocation. He knew falling for the girl he once trapped was wrong but still, he wasn't able to get her out of his head.
Vincent tried to calm himself down when suddenly he heard the clicking sound of the door and his eyes flung in the direction watching Derek walk inside.
