Sophie’s POV
“You know what, Sophie? Vincent has been really a hard-headed boy back then. He only listens to me and I was the one who always tells him what to do. He was so dependent on me back then but look at him now, he’s all grown-up. I can’t even recognize him anymore.”
Monica has been talking a lot since we arrived here at Vincent’s mansion. She volunteered to help me make bruschetta but it turned out that I was just her apprentice because she did it all and she didn’t even give me any task to do.
She put the bread in the oven and looked at me again. “V never loved other girls except me. Before I left, he confessed to me and said how much he loved me. He was so shy. But at that time Lance was the one I love. So I dumped him and told him the truth.”
Why is she saying those things to me?
“What do you think are the reasons why V loved me back then?” she asked me all of a sudden.
“H-Huh?”
She raised an eyebrow. “What do you think?”
“I-I think because you’re b-beautiful?”
“Uh-huh, and what else? Do you think Vincent would fall in love with me because I’m beautiful?”
“Because you were always there for him, and you know him well. You know him better than anyone else…”
She nodded while smiling. “That’s all correct, and aside from that, I’m also good at cooking. V even said before that my bruschetta was the best bruschetta that he ever tasted in his life.”
“M-Monica.”
“Hmm?”
“D-Do you still love Lance?”
She was surprised because of what I asked out-of-the-blue. But then a smile flashed on her face while looking at me. “Of course. I still love Lance. But V is still my best friend. No one can ever change that.”
“I-I know that, of course. Vincent was so happy to see you. He missed you so much.”
“He even said that that was the best birthday for him since I was there.” She laughed. ”He won’t even let me go. He insisted to drive me home during his birthday but then Lance came in and told him to just go after you.”
So that night, Vincent just went to my room because Lance told him so?
He even planned on driving Monica home when it was so obvious that I got so offended?
“Sophie, can you be honest with me?”
“Huh?”
“I know you feel somehow intimidated by me because I was V’s first love and as the saying goes, first love never dies. I know it won’t be easy for you since for sure he keeps on comparing you to me. But that’s alright, just do your best and make him fall in love with you if you can.”
I wrinkled my brows at her. “Monica, why are you saying those things to me?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, I’m Vincent’s wife. And yes, I admit that I envy you because he wasn’t able to forget you easily. But don’t worry, I think he has moved on from you already.”
“W-What?”
“He married me, that means he loves me, right?” I asked her, pretending to be brave.
Monica suddenly laughed sarcastically. “Oh come on, Sophie. Don’t use your marriage to tell me that he already moved on. What if he just married you so that he would be able to forget about me? Maybe he just wanted to have someone by his side so that he wouldn’t be able to think about me.”
Just when I was about to speak, we suddenly heard voices coming from the living room of the mansion.
‘Welcome back, Sir Vincent.’
“Where’s Sophie?”
I smiled as soon as I heard him asked for my name. I fixed my dress and the apron that I was wearing before I finally decided to run towards the living room to see him.
“Vincent!”
He looked at me and smiled as soon as I got to stand in front of him. “Why are you wearing an apron?”
“I was about to make some bruschetta for you but—
“V!”
Vincent automatically shifted his gaze to Monica. “Hey Monica! What are you doing here?”
They hugged each other and I even saw Monica glared at me.