Vivienne's POV I had no idea how long I spent in the restroom after both my guests had left me to my thoughts, but if the pain in my legs and ankle meant anything, it was probably a lot, even though it didn't seem that way in my mind.

The lights that I swore were just the right shade when I first walked in here, now suddenly seemed too bright. They were harsh and too white, slicing through the haze of what had just gone down a couple of minutes ago. My head pounded, not from alcoho, I ...