Vivienne's POV The house was too quiet, and it made me shudder. My footsteps echoed against the hardwood floor as I stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind me. The tension I thought I'd left behind in the hallway clung to me like a second skin, thick and suffocating.

I walked through the empty halls, with no direction whatsoever. He'd said we were going to talk, but I hadn't found it important to ask him where we were going to be having the talk.

The sweet smell of steak rushed my ...