Vincent stared at him and slowly shook his head. "No…"
"Are you sure? Why were you tired, then? You look like something is troubling you." Nix raised his brow at him, very sure that something was wrong.
Vincent let out a soft breath and sat down on the couch. "It's really nothing," he said. "I have just been feeling like something would go wrong one of these days. It's like a disturbing tugging feeling that I can't get rid of, and it makes my heart skip a beat most of the time."
"That's…" Nix flickered his eyes in confusion and walked over to sit down beside him. "I know when that happens to you, something bad usually occurs, but... what could it be? I
can't think of anything awful that could possibly happen to you."
"What if it's not me? What if it's someone else?" Vincent asked, quite worried.
