Kaira's POV

Shortly after, Vincent stopped in front of my apartment. He had obeyed Damian’s instructions completely, buying me breakfast and making sure it was exactly what I wanted before driving here.

"Thank you, sir," I said with a small bow as I opened the door.

Silence had filled the car the whole ride, thick enough to make the air feel tight around us. Neither of us spoke. He didn’t mention anything about what happened earlier. A part of me kept waiting, thinking he might say ...