Vincent went to the special room prepared for him to rest as he sighed plopping himself in his seat, what the hell was he thinking saying all those stuffs, now Ariel would definitely think he is some weirdo, thank goodness he was able to cover it up with the lie that it was a test.
And as for Mirabel, Vincent was finally understanding what Benjamin meant by getting her out of the way before he went after Phoebe, the woman is such a pest.
Vincent remembered the sharp gaze that Ariel had and groaned with pent up frustration.
Sighing, he tugged his tie and rested his head on the head rest, closing his eyes for a bit not aware of the amount of time that had past, all he knew is that his heart is craving to see her once more.
Was it really love as Benjamin said? Vincent wondered, a memory of his father laughing heartily and a woman by his side flashed his head, "Does love even exist?" Vincent muttered to himself sighing once more.
