Vincent looked over at Willow when she called him Vinnie, watching her move closer. Something in the back of his mind was telling him that she was manipulating his blurry thoughts, but he didn't listen. It would help to tell her, right? "She left. She ran out on our wedding and ditched me for another guy," he frowned, trying to keep his voice steady. "I feel like she... used me. Pretended. She only wanted one thing from me." His blue gaze unwillingly traveled towards his bed, the only thing in his room that was untouched.

