Vincent’s POV
On our way to her house, neither of us said a thing to each other. She hadn't even spared me a glance, and I felt as though my chest was so heavy to even breathe.
I had gone after her in that restroom because I noticed what had come over her. With Aniston's questions popping out suddenly, I, too, was so stunned my spoon almost slipped out of my fingers.
How was I supposed to answer that question? Not like it was something difficult to say, but with Lola around…
“Are you going to break up with her?” Her voice came unexpectedly, and I found myself hitting the car brake after diverting and parking at the side of the road. Her eyes popped out, and she turned to stare at me again. “What was that? I almost collapsed in shock here.”
A hot breath left through my lips, my palms r
