Ariana's pov.
We sat at the dining table, and awkward silence was stretched around us. The dinner was served. One by one, servants kept coming and placing the dishes on the dining table. They almost served everything on my plate. I stared at my plate for a long minute before deciding from where I should start and choosing soup to start tonight's dinner.
I picked up a scoop and took a mouthful of soup. It was really delicious and I was really very hungry.
I kept sitting, bowing my head, quietly swallowing my vegetable soup. Because of what happened just a while back, I could not lift my head and look into Vincent’s eyes. He sat across from me and I was too embarrassed to talk to him. I could feel the uneasiness and tension growing between us because Vincent was also avoiding eye contac
