Vivienne POV

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I woke up with my heart in my throat. The bed next to me was empty—no Liam. My mind went straight to the worst: had he wandered off in this giant house, or had someone taken him? I threw on a robe, my bare feet hitting the cold marble as I rushed out, whispering, “Liam? Liam, where are you?”

The mansion felt too big, too strange. Damon’s enemies, or even his friends, could see Liam as a weak spot. I wasn’t ready for him to roam free yet. Catherine had pushed for ...