ALINA
I guess Elena expected her words to affect me. Picking out an engagement ring with Vincent was supposed to make me stay away, right?
I don’t blame her, though. For other ladies, I guess jealousy would have followed, then heartbreak, and eventually a breakup.
Not me, though.
Looking out the window, my brows pinched together when I realized I didn’t recognize the route he was taking. “Where are you taking me?”
“The night didn’t go as I expected.” His voice carried this roughness, revealing just how pissed he was. At who, I do not know, but he was pissed nonetheless.
“It went well for me.” I shrugged lightly. He introduced me to a lot of people as the owner of Voss Bags, and that was more than enough for me. It was more exposure than I could have asked for. “Is this about Elena?”
