She nodded as she watched him disappear into the shadows of his room. She stood there for a moment, processing everything.
It was crazy how quickly life could change.
From a broke, unemployed fiancée to a douchebag to Vincent’s Blackthorn’s secretary and fiancée.
Her life had officially taken a turn she could never have predicted.
She sighed and retreated into her own room. The second she closed the door, she leaned against it, letting her body relax. The mattress called out to her, warm and with clouds, and as soon as she lay down, the exhaustion of the day came crashing down like a wave.
Her eyes shut almost immediately, the troubles of the day long forgotten.
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Vincent sat at the edge of his bed, wearing his shirt slowly, the silver cufflinks at the side stool gleaming
