Vincent didn’t flinch at Ariana’s pleading tone. Her voice was small, desperate, her lips trembling like the last flicker of a candle about to die.
He looked away, not wanting to be bothered with her tears. “She’ll find out sooner or later. Better now than later.” He said calmly, his expression unreadable as usual.
“You’re not the one who cheated. Why are you afraid?” He asked, his tone carrying no empathy. Just a simple, brutal truth.
Her lips parted, but no words came. She didn’t even know how to explain into to him. How could she tell him that her mother adored Dennis and envisioned a life for Ariana with him? It was all she ever wanted. To her, it would ensure her daughter’s financial and physical safety, as well as letting her experience a life she was never able to give her due t
