Penelope's POV

I should have done better than running out on Vincent like that.

But I knew that if I stayed there for even two more seconds, I would have said and done things I'd regret.

Right now, I'm sitting in my dark office, the only light coming from my open laptop in front of me. I spin my chair, my eyes blurring in and out of focus, but ultimately cutting back to the screen.

Gwen.

I've heard that name a lot of times. I just never knew about the "Halstead" attached to it.

Gwen Halstead.

Everything now makes perfect sense.

Verdants are far from stupid people. One thing my...