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Chapter 167 - He Found Me

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-23 10:30:31
Vienna’s POV

The next few days, I did everything I could to avoid Raphaël. If I heard his footsteps in the hallway, I ducked into my room or left the apartment altogether. I spent every spare moment with Zanele, Fred, and Harold—anyone but him.

I tried calling Bella. Again and again. Morning, noon, night. Voicemails. Texts.

But she never answered. Not once.

Then, one afternoon, as I arrived back at the apartment after a long day wandering Paris with Fred, there she was. Standing right outside the door.

"Bell?" I froze, heart stuttering in my chest.

She turned slowly at the sound of my voice. "V…"

Her face was pale, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy. She looked… wrecked. I dropped my bag and rushed to her, throwing my arms around her.

"Oh my god, what happened?" I whispered, clutching her tighter. "Come on. Let’s get you inside."

She didn’t resist as I ushered her through the door and into the warm, softly lit apartment. Thank god Raphaël wasn’t home.

I set her down on the couch, wrappe
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