Vincent's voice was heavy, his eyes bloodshot, reeking of alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" I frowned, pushing him away, "Don't show up here drunk! Where I go and what I do is none of your business anymore."

I hadn't expected Vincent to find me here so quickly.

"Gabby, I never wanted things to end up like this—" Vincent held me tight, refusing to let go.

"Did you even think about me when you were dating Claire?" I turned away as tears ...