Finn

The couch depressed beneath me. Vivian stared off into space, her face blank and unreadable. She hadn’t asked about what happened. She’d barely looked at me.

I could understand if she was angry but I wasn’t going to let her carry that.

“Vivian, I know what you saw. It wasn’t what it looked like. I knew she wasn’t you and I was questioning her. She lunged at me and…”

She held a hand up and took a deep breath.

“I should have been more ...