Blanche's POV
When the nurse mentioned Lucia had regained consciousness, Vincent didn't waste a second debating with Demetrius—he bolted without a backward glance.
Watching Vincent disappear down the corridor, I felt a surge of relief wash over me.
Thank God he left when he did. Who knew what other embarrassing revelations Demetrius might have shared if Vincent had stuck around longer.
I slipped my hand free from Demetrius's grip and stepped back. "I should get going now."
Demetrius rose to his feet. "I'll drive you home."
I shook my head instinctively. "You need rest, Demetrius. I can manage on my own."
But he wouldn't budge. "I can't let you go alone. Please, let me take you."
Clearly, he wasn't going to back down. If I kept refusing, he probably wouldn't let me leave at all.
Demetrius escorted me all the way to the Callum Mansion before finally heading out.
