It was past midnight, and Andrew's mansion was swallowed up by darkness. Vivian lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Gemma's words were like thorns that made Vivian uncomfortable.
Was it like Gemma said that she had forgotten her original goal? As soon as the thought popped up, Vivian immediately denied it. Everything she did, wanted to kill Andrew. Nothing out of the ordinary. Surely Gemma was trying to remind Vivian to be careful in her actions. Certainly so!
Vivian sat up. She ruffled her hair in frustration. Right thinking is a powerful weapon that kills people. It's driving her crazy!
Vivian sighed, reaching for the water bottle on the table. Unfortunately, the bottle is empty. In the evening, Vivian drank it all but forgot to call someone to bring it in. Vivian suddenl
