Vivienne POV

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I woke up early.

Earlier than Liam, earlier than the staff, earlier than whatever time Elena usually appeared in the kitchen looking effortlessly put together. I laid still for a few minutes staring at the ceiling and then I got up, went to the bathroom, and stood under the shower until the water ran lukewarm.

I dried off and stood in front of the small mirror and looked at myself for a moment before I opened my bag and took out the soft green dress I had packed on impulse ...