Hall's eyes widened in shock. "Vincent, are you serious? With everything going on, you thought that was a good idea?"

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Before Vincent could respond, they heard a soft gasp from the doorway. Isabella stood there, her face pale, holding a cup that slipped from her grasp and shattered on the floor.

"Isabella..." Vincent starts, his voice trailing off as he sees the hurt and betrayal in her eyes.

Isabella took a step back, her voice trembling. "I came to say hi to Hall, but I didn't know... I didn't know you would do that, Vincent. Despite everything, I thought we could still be respectful."

Vincent tried to reach out...