The worry written on Vinson's face was crystal clear.
Arielle was originally feeling forlorn earlier, but now that she saw Vinson, sadness welled up in her and she had an urge to cry.
I was still doing okay earlier. Why did I feel so weak now that Vinson is here?
She gave herself a self-mocking laugh and sniffled before saying, “Do I look like I'm not doing okay? You should check on Yvette and see if she's alright.”
Vinson still looked worried nonetheless. He continued to stare at her, observing for any tiny change of expression on her face.
He could tell that there was still a hint of sorrow that she failed to cover up.
“I don't care if Yvette is not okay. I just want to know what you're thinking. Why do you look so unhappy?” Vinson asked with a frown.
Arielle knew that she could hide what she was feeling from a lot of people, but Vinson wasn't one of them.
It was as though he could see right through her.
“Fine, you caught me. I just think that even someone like Yvette has a father who loves her. I'm the only one who's alone. That's why I was feeling down about it. It's not a big deal. I'm already feeling better,” Arielle said helplessly.
As she spoke, she forced herself to put on a bright smile.
However, Vinson's expression remained the
same.
He gazed at her intently and suddenly said, “I'll always remain by your side.”
Arielle was stunned but she quickly nodded. “I know. You're a great friend and I'm very lucky to have you as my friend.”
Vinson opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain but couldn't get anything out.
He had always been someone who would say the opposite of what he actually meant and he knew it as well. However, it wasn't an easy task to change so suddenly.
In the end, all he said was, “Yeah.”
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