Chapter 45

Vincent's expression hardened into a deeper scowl. His eyes locked onto Diana's, his voice dripping with exasperation. "If you hadn't been so paranoid and constantly throwing hysterical fits over nothing, do you think I would've kept such a trivial matter from you?" Diana laughed, the sound sharp with bitter irony. "There you go again, shifting the blame onto me. And this is your precious little sister? I never knew a grown woman could be so close to her married brother. The two of you look more like lovers than siblings!" Vincent and Gabriella were sharing an ice cream, their arms wrapped around each other in public, and they were posing for photos with no sense of boundaries. Her chest was practically pressed against his arm. As an only child, Diana could neither comprehend nor relate to this kind of sibling dynamic. Besides, they shared no blood ties whatsoever. The whole "sister" narrative had always been Vincent's claim. She was his honorary little sister at best. A cold sm