Vivian's chest rose and fell with each breath under the blankets. She slept peacefully.

Alive.

Not chained up or anything. Not appearing to be held against her will.

One of my hands flew to my mouth to catch the sob that threatened to escape. My sister was safe.

Ryan appeared behind me, his arm winding around my shoulder. I leaned into him as relief welled through me and forced out my silent sobs. My hand still over my mouth, I tried to ...