Rachel’s pov
To be honest, the last thing I expected when I drove up to this estate tonight was for Vincent to not take sides. I stood on the cold pavement, the bright halogen security lights casting long shadows across the circular driveway, and I couldn't help but remember all the times when he usually took Camilla’s side without a single second thought.
It had been so exhausting and annoying to deal with his blind loyalty in the past, but now, things were completely different. He stood between us in his perfectly tailored Italian suit, his posture rigid, and he was suddenly smart enough to know what he should say and what he shouldn’t. I almost laughed out loud at the sudden change in his demeanor. I realized that the dynamic had shifted, and I immediately took this perfect opportunit
