Vivienne's POV I wasn't sure how long had passed, but I knew it had been long enough when my joints and legs started aching. As opposed to before, I was no longer resting against the edge of Ronan's desk. Instead, I had my back to the wall now, my butt against the ground, with my head pressed against my knees.

I was no longer crying too. Occasionally, I would let out a hiccup and a sob, before going mute again. I'd been doing it since I stopped crying into my knees, hoping and praying that no ...