Vivian's POV:
I waved at Griffin, who left in his bike after handing me what her grandmother had sent for me. I had to lie about a lot of things to him. But if I would tell him the truth, he might be worried for me.
I remained at the bus station, waiting for the bus when a familiar car stopped right in front of me. The window turned down and I saw Leone's face. Did he follow me?
"What are you doing here?" Leone glanced at me through his black shades. Trust me, whenever he used to wear them, he would look no lesser than an actor or model.
"Get in," he told me and I couldn't refuse. I entered his car and we left.
"Did you chase me?" I asked.
Leone chuckled as if I was joking. "Everyone chases me. I don't chase anyone," he responded. "A friend of mine lives nearby, so I was here.
