Vincent
The second Leon and Nyelle stepped deeper into the hall together, the entire atmosphere around me started feeling unbearable. It was like somebody poured gasoline directly into my chest and lit a match.
Everywhere around us, guests slowly turned toward them one after another. Heads followed them across the room while whispers spread almost instantly.
And the thing making it worse? Nyelle looked happy. Her fingers rested naturally inside Leon’s hand while he leaned slightly closer toward her saying something that made the corner of her lips lift softly.
That smile nearly drove me insane.
“Isn’t that Vincent Hale’s mute secretary?” one woman whispered nearby loudly enough for me to hear.
My jaw tightened immediately.
Another guest looked closer before shaking his head.
“No, s
