Victoria's POV
“Why don't you tell him that?” She asked, and I scoffed. “Don't be ridiculous,” I told her with a scoff, and she rolled her eyes at me. “Come on, this is your chance for happiness,” she said, and I scoffed and rolled my eyes at her. “But I thought you hated Bernard. Why are you now saying this?” I asked with curiosity. “I never hated Bernard,” she said, and I scoffed in disbelief. “You know he was the one who helped you when you needed help, and I will forever be grateful to him for that,” she said, and I hummed because I understood what she meant. Despite how much I had hated Bernard then, I still couldn't forget the fact that he saved me when I was at the point of death, and I would forever be indebted to him for that.
“But he is a married man. I can't do that to another
