Vivienne's POV The air thickened the moment Lana’s voice cut through the noise, and I hated that I noticed. I hated that I felt it across my skin almost instantly, and I hated that her mere presence was more than enough to sour my mood for life. That sugary venom slithered across the room, drawing gazes that hadn’t been on me a second ago. Now they were, and I didn't miss the many emotions dancing across their faces. While some of them were curious, the others were amused. One thing was ...