VIVIAN'S POV.
I slammed the taxi door shut and adjusted my handbag on my shoulder.
The day had already been exhausting.
Between worrying about Madison and trying not to lose my mind over everything that had happened these past few weeks, I felt like I was carrying a hundred pounds on my shoulders.
I just wanted to go inside my house.
I just wanted one peaceful day.
Apparently, life wasn't interested in giving me that.
The moment I turned around, a sleek black car pulled up directly in front of me.
My steps faltered.
I recognized the car immediately.
My stomach tightened.
Steven.
For a second, I considered turning around and going back into that taxi.
Instead, I lifted my chin and continued walking.
I wasn't interested.
Not anymore.
Whatever he had to say, I didn't want to h
