Right before they left the parking lot of the wedding venue, someone had been watching the supposed conversation between Vincent and Jane the entire time.She wanted that to happen and that was exactly what she got.This gave Elizabeth a great feeling of satisfaction on her special day.I was like the icing on a cake…..The ice cubes in her milkshake!At least, this previous conversation between them would take a long while for Jane to digest. Now who had the upper hand in this situation?As the black range rover pulled up into Ms. Anna’s residence, it drove straight into the garage.The moment Vincent stopped the engine, Jane immediately helped herself out of the car and proceeded quickly towards the building without saying a single word to Vincent.It was already very late and Jane just wanted to sleep on the entire incident that had transpired that day.She didn’t even want to attend the wedding in the very first place, talkless of speaking to Elizabeth.She had plans to avoid Eli
Vincent got out of the room and went down the stairs to look for a phone charger in the main parlour.He would just borrow it for the night and then return it the very next morning to the exact same spot he found it.Like a scavenger in the night, he continued to walk around the house quietly, with light footsteps.Searching for a charger at every switch he could lay his eyes on.After a while of searching, he finally found one but unfortunately, it wasn’t the same type as his.The model of his phone was completely different from that of the charger and its port couldn't fit the one in his phone.He then decided to go check his car for a chord since the head of the charger was fine.Vincent went back to his room, picked his keys, hurried through the stairs and went straight to where he had parked his car in the garage earlier.He opened it and searched the entire place to find no charger at all.He always had one or two spare chargers in the car, what happened to them?Or did Samuel t
The night he got in from the wedding, Vincent totally forgot that the last thing he had was food from the wedding and a few glasses of wine.The inviting smell of breakfast along with the loud rumbling of his stomach reminded him about that.With a wide smile on his face, Vincent hurried down the stairs as he followed the smell of breakfast while slowly walking down to the kitchen.Suddenly, the smile on his face vanished the moment he stepped foot into the kitchen.He had totally forgotten that the place was not his house, the chef was not Ms. Marie and he wasn’t the only one living there at the moment.Vincent stopped in his tracks the moment he entered the kitchen to see a familiarly curvaceous figure in a short black romper which complimented her pale skin perfectly.“She’s around?!”She had on a pair of grey coloured crocs and tied up her hair in a messy bun.Apparently, Jane didn’t go to church that morning, she was too tired to.And besides, she woke up thirty minutes later tha
“He was probably just having his revenge by ignoring me the way I did to him yesterday……” Jane thought inwardly to herself as she keenly watched him chew every single bit of muffin.She felt guilty and she probably deserved whatever she was getting and the rest that was to come.She just couldn’t wait to show Elizabeth…….She was so looking forward to the day that she would finally get to deal with that witch using her own two bare hands.Elizabeth was the least of Jane’s problems at the moment but she was still the root cause.She knew that Vincent was childish and had a childlike nature but she didn’t think that he was petty.In the past, he had always been quick to apologise even when she was wrong by putting aside his ego and their differences and asking her what the problem was, trying to sort out things between them.It was her turn.Afterall, there is a saying that goes thus, ‘everyday for the thief, but one day for the owner’That Sunday was the one day she had to swallow her e
“Are you lying?” Vincent questioned Jane with both eyes squinted as though he was struggling to peek at something.The place fell silent for a short moment.Jane couldn’t say yes and she also couldn’t say no at the same time.Elizabeth wasn’t exactly the cause of her anger but at the same time she was.Jane shook her head indicating to Vincent that she was not lying but in fact speaking the truth.“Okay then, if you say so” He agreed, still having a sting of doubt in his mind.This made Vincent more eager and curious to find out what went on between Jane and Elizabeth in his absence at the wedding reception.Jane heaved a sigh of relief the moment she finished tidying up her baking space.She had done the dishes and put them away where each and every single one of them belonged.At least she had gotten one thing off of her chest, two more to go.The first one was the apology she had just made to Vincent while the other two were breakfast and of course…... .Elizabeth.Elizabeth and Sam
Does that mean that she had spent her entire morning cooking for Vincent, doing the dishes and then arguing with him?Heaving a very deep sigh of frustration, Jane quickly had her muffins and orange juice before retiring to her room.At least the chocolate chip muffins were really good.She didn’t really know how to cook, but that was her special secret recipe.Vincent and Jane went on with the rest of their day like they usually did on regular Sundays.Vincent stayed in his room all day long doing God knows what as he peeked out his room’s window to see Jane reading a book in the garden, he smiled to himself.After finishing the snatched orange juice that Jane had earlier, Vincenr dropped the glass cup on a small desk in his room.He stared at if for a while before he came to a final conclusion “I just knew there was something special about this one!” He said, trying so hard to convince himself that both glass
“Vincent!”“What is this?!” Looking up at the big window, Jane yelled out to Vincent who rested his chin, cupping it with his left palm which was supported by his elbow, looking down and with a witty smile on his face.“What is what?” He reiterated maintaining that position.“Why are you bent on disturbing my peace and quiet this afternoon”“I might not be quiet but I am…….Your peace”Was he being serious right now?Jane thought to herself as the space between them fell silent for a while.In a calm voice, Jane breathed in before asking Vincent “What’d you want?”“I want you to save me!”“Save you?” Jane asked out loud with a puzzled look on her face.“Yes!”“I don’t understand”“Give me a minute, I’ll just let my hair down so that you can climb up and come get me”Hold on…….That sentence seemed familiar to the storyline of a familiar cartoon.It was Rapunzel.“How did he even know?”Shaking her head, Jane realised that she wouldn't be surprised if Vincent actually watched cartoons.J
Jane sat right beside Vincent by the driver’s seat of the car.Having absolutely nothing to do, she sat there with her face buried in her phone.Suddenly a realisation hit Jane as she the long quiet drive reminded of something she had shoved at the back of her mind earlier.It was the day of Elizabeth and Samuel’s wedding, right before she left The Vincenzo Residence with Vincent.She didn’t bother questioning him that day because he didn’t seem like he was in the mood and she could also see that he was in such a hurry because they were already running out of time.His mind was somewhere else at that moment.She had totally forgotten to ask him about his past before her, especially about his mother.Vincent was driving with full concentration as he had his entire being attentively focused on the road, he didn’t want history to repeat itself.That would be an entire generation down the drain.Although th