Vivienne's POV The phone felt heavier in my hand than it should have, and honest to God, for a second there, all I wanted was to chuck it against the nearest wall. Yes, the phone did nothing to me asides the fact that it was gotten for me by Ronan, and that I was about to use it to do something risky, that would eventually bounce back on me, and in the worst ways possible too.

God, I hated my life.

My thumb hovered over the screen of the damned phone. Everything had been put in place, from ...