Maria.
I finally lost my patience.
With a frustrated sigh, I marched toward the door and unlocked it.
The moment I pulled it open, Vincent stumbled forward.
Apparently, he had been leaning heavily against it while continuing his relentless attempts to force a conversation.
The sudden loss of support caused him to lose his balance completely, as he practically fell into the room.
For a brief second, his arms flailed awkwardly as he tried to regain his footing.
I crossed my arms and watched him without an ounce of sympathy.
Eventually, he managed to steady himself and straighten up.
"You seem to really love Noah, don't you?" Vincent asked the moment he recovered.
His words immediately irritated me.
I had not opened the door to play guessing games with him nor had I opened it to discuss my feelings.
