Camilla's POV
I watched from my car as Vincent stormed into that restaurant.
I'd been following him all evening. After the skiing competition, after he'd dropped me off at my apartment with barely a word, I'd known something was wrong.
Vincent was stressed, obsessed and completely consumed with matters concerning Rachel.
I couldn't let that continue.
I'd waited outside his house, watched him pace in front of his windows for hours, then followed when he'd suddenly gotten in his car and driven across the city to this upscale restaurant. I was confused at first, wondering why he started driving in the opposite direction, I never imagined he would be stalking Rachel, I was furious with him for this, did he not see that I was here?
He stood outside the restaurant, pacing like a wounded an
