As Vincent enjoyed the calm music from his car, he leaned back, a rare smile playing on his lips. He could already picture Isabella's face lighting up with joy. "Just a little longer," he thought to himself.
“What’s going on?” Vincent looked up, confused, as the driver had suddenly stopped.
"There's a roadblock ahead, sir. It seems like there's some kind of situation," the driver replied, his voice tense.
Vincent woke up from his sleep surprised that he had fallen asleep. Seeing himself in the same spot, he quickly looked at his watch. It’s been 40 minutes.
“What’s going on?” he complained bitterly.
Anxiously he rubbed his face, he felt a void in his heart. Knowing Isabella is in a fragile state, staying away this long worried him.
If anything happens to her, he won’t forgive himself
