Vera’s POV.

“Well, I hope I’m not interrupting the girl's moment, am I?” Willam’s baritone spreads across the table as he asks.

I look over at him and practically shake my head. “Not at all.” I take a drink of my juice and drop the glass on the table. “My friend and I are just celebrating my successful admission.” I don’t know when that escaped my lips.

However, William seem a little too excited about that.

He claps his hands together which draws others' attention to our table. “I’m sorry, I’m just more than excited.” He whispers to me. “Congratulations Vee, I’m happy for you.”

I hold Williams’s gaze as...