Vincent pov

I shake off the doubt and decide it's best to ask her questions. I mean, how much longer can I live with assuming something about her when she's standing right in front of me when I could just act like an adult and ask her. 

I get up from my seat and take a step towards them. 

Out of nowhere, Allison appears almost next to me, and at that moment, I want to kill myself. How much more do I have to put up with because of her? But her appearance isn't quite as bad as I thought. Now I can pretend I tried to avoid her, not...