Lola’s POV
I was still pondering over what to do when Vincent suddenly yanked his hands off me. I rolled my eyes to the side, and the sound of footsteps slowly approaching made my heart race continuously.
Air left my lungs and I immediately shut my eyes tight, my breath came in ragged gasps and my body was pinned against the wall like I was glued to it.
“Lola, are you here?” Aniston's voice came again, this time louder, but filled with panic. She was scared she had lost me, and here I was, fidgeting over her sudden presence in that hallway. “But this is her handbag. She should be around here. Where did that freak take her to?”
I almost scoffed at the way she cursed the man she didn't know was her father, and immediately, I felt Vincent's palm clamped over my mouth. He gazed at my face,
