Chapter 690

Tiffany clung to Vincent's arm, refusing to let go. Vincent chuckled, giving her hand a reassuring pat. "It's just a cat. There's nothing to be scared of." But his words didn't ease her nerves. She hesitated before saying, "I'll go with you." Vincent noticed her trembling frame. "Aren't you scared?" She swallowed hard, pressing herself closer to him. "Not if you're with me." Vincent held her hand. "Alright, stay behind me. I've got this." Hand in hand, they walked over to the window. Vincent leaned on the sill, peering down while Tiffany hovered behind him. A sharp gust of wind blew in, whistling through the open window and biting at their faces. "Did you see it?" Tiffany asked. "It's gone," Vincent replied, turning away and shutting the window with a casual flick. Tiffany still felt a lingering unease after they headed back to bed. Vincent switched on the bedside lamp, and the light bathed the room in a soft orange glow. It was only then that warmth crept back into Tiffany's c