SOPHIE’S NIGHT

Vincent’s POV

“You look incredibly beautiful,” I whispered in Sophie’s ears while we were walking down the stairs at the start of the party.

She didn’t respond. She tried to brush my hand off her but I kept on pulling her back.

“You should smile, Sophie.” I whispered to her.

“And what if I don’t want to smile?”

I looked at her. “Haven’t you still forgotten about that?”

“Forgotten about what? Why, what did you do? Have you done something wrong for me to get mad at you?” she asked sarcastically.

“This is not the right time for us to argue, Sophie.”

She looked at me annoyingly. “Then what time is it? Time to flirt with your first love? Then go ahead, flirt with her all you want and I won’t even care.”

“What? Soph---

She brushed my hand off her and left me there.

She hasn’t forgott