LIV’S POV

I barely got both feet through the door before the smell of something sweet. Probably Rose’s famous honey buns welcomed me. Then came the squeals.

"She's back!"

Arms wrapped around me from all directions, warm bodies pressing in with laughter and excited chatter. I dropped my purse by the side table and hugged my girls back. The familiar chaos of home was comforting.

"Paris was too short," Vio said, squeezing my shoulders.

"You look tired though," ...