Nyelle
The look on Vincent's face was almost worth every bit of trouble I was about to cause.
Shock flashed across his features so clearly that I nearly laughed. Last night, he had practically begged me to forget what happened. He wanted to pretend it never existed. He wanted to bury it and move on as if it had meant absolutely nothing.
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't in a very cooperative mood today.
I quickly typed another message onto my phone before shoving it directly toward both of them. "Answer her."
Cassia's eyes immediately moved to the screen. Her expression grew even more strained.
"Tell me, Vincent," she demanded, folding her arms tightly across her chest. "What happened last night?"
The silence that followed felt almost painful. Vincent looked trapped. For the first tim
