"I think I am fine, thank you," Eve looked at Vincent with a weary expression.
A grin appeared on Vincent's lips and he said, "Don't tell me you plan to live a sad life of being a governess throughout your life."
"I am getting late in teaching Miss Allie. Please excuse me," said Eve, stepping aside and making her way inside the mansion.
Vincent Moriarty, who took joy in exposing people's weak points, today seemed like he enjoyed picking on her, thought Eve as she continued to climb up the stairs. It wasn't that she planned to spend her life as a spinster, but her mind had been occupied in being a governess, and now that she was a governess, she did yearn to share her life with someone.
But only if that was possible, thought Eve.
She was a creature that humans sold, vampires drank from and the werewolves ate from. Marriage was a far away thought as it wasn't safe.