VINCENT'S POV
That was really embarrassing! I don't even know how I reached the front of the elevator. My heart is thumping wildly in my chest as I stood there, waiting for the door to open. I kept on wiping my nose and the side of my mouth.
How stupid have I looked earlier? How messy? How gross?
I put the handkerchief back into my side pocket.
Vamos, arriba! What is taking this lift too long?
I repeatedly pressed the going down button and watch the numbers glow. It stopped at Level 3.
Dios mío. I am on Level 9. I doubt it if Miel would even continue with her meal after that. She would leave the room soon.
I glanced in the direction of the room we occupied.
Puñeta! Why am I even worried?
I suck as much air as I could and exhaled them loudly. I scoffed at the thought of how w
