ROMAN

I couldn’t understand why my moon soured the longer I watched them speak to each other.

They’d completely forgotten about my existence, engrossed in a conversation I couldn’t keep up with.

Amelia kept smiling at every he said and Pierce, the bastard kept talking.

“We should definitely exchange numbers,” She said in a light hearted voice, a tone she’s never used with me.

“I would love for us to meet up and talk more about your gallery” Amelia added with a grin. Her entire face lit up and I couldn’t look away.

Her green orbs looked brighter and I wasn’t aware of the little dimple under her eye when she smiled this wide.

All because of him.

Vincent Pierce has been my neighbor since I’ve been a resident here, he also owns a gallery and restaurant in the heart of the city. The man and I have only spoken once to each other but to think he knew Amelia.

“Thank you for coming,” I said coldly, cutting short their unending conversation.

His eyes narrowed, his lips parted like he