Death and her prince of hell.
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After their overnight stay in Vincent’s house with the girls occupying the guest room, Ethan sleeping in the living room and Vincent in his own room, the girls were driven into the hospital after the liberty of looking for their own clothes with the outfits Vincent asked to be delivered on his house at 5 in the morning.
“Jeez, it felt like a dream, isn’t it, Lia?” Mandy asked while looking at her reflection through the window beside them, currently enjoying their lunch break after their tiring half-day job. Picking a pair of white off shoulders and black jeans, her hair that is tied in a ponytail looked casually perfect.
Hearing no response from her best friend, she turned to look at her and found her blankly staring at her chicken pasta, her fork i
