Up on the second floor, Vivian's bedroom remained exactly as it had always been.
Ever since the day she disappeared, Silas had sent cleaners to tidy the room every day, waiting for her to come back home.
The room was dark. No lights had been turned on.
In a daze, he pushed the door open and breathed in greedily, desperate to catch some faint trace of Vivian's scent still lingering there.
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind. Fingertips landed softly on his chest.
Silas's heart slammed against his ribs. In an instant, wild joy surged through him.
"Vivian?" His voice trembled. He pulled the figure into a fierce embrace from behind, as if he wanted to crush her right into his own flesh and blood. "You're alive, aren't you? I knew it! Vivian, I truly know I was w
