Glydon's POV
knew we weren't officially married, and I also knew we weren't in love. We never were, but why do I get the ache on my chest whenever Vincent puts me in such positions of questioning myself? I couldn't stand at the door post any longer, I couldn't keep trying to hard to be seen by Vincent any longer.
I took steps back ,and I shut the office door and headed back home.
On the ride home, I got notifications popping on my screen, the Declaration grandmother Liz made about the marriage, the new heir, or rather two new heirs filled the whole internet. Vincent and Vanessa's relationships were the most trendy topics.
Our wedding was drawing near and I Vincent hasn't come forward for us to discuss about it. How will I show up with my perfectly flat abdomen? Everyone will be exp
