Vivica’s POV
It was almost 10pm and I was feeling parched—as if I had been roaming a desert for days. Strangely, I had already drunk a lot during dinner, yet the thirst was incredibly high.
Adrian hadn’t come down to eat, leaving me with no choice but to anxiously share a table with his cold aunt.
We ate in silence, and every time her gaze fell on me, I instinctively reached for a glass of water.
By the time I finished eating, my stomach was filled with more liquid than food.
Even though I was done eating, I didn’t leave the table, I just sat there. I knew it’d be awkward to simply get up and leave because I was done, so I just sat back, with nothing to say or talk about.
“Please leave if you are done. Your presence is haunting me,” she spat in her usual stern tone.
I stood quie
