Chapter 14
Dominic’s house made the estate look like a starter home. It was easily twice the size of our own. It was everything else.
I had spent three years studying this family from the outside.
Dominic was already at the table when we arrived. That was the first thing I noticed. He did not come to welcome us at the doorway. He had not stood either when we entered. He was simply there, at the head of a table that had been laid with the precision of a formal occasion, and we walked to meet him where he sat.
Vivienne stood close to the window with a wine glass in hand, dressed flawlessly, her expression warm and carefully composed, a look I recognized most on her.
She greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and said something pleasant about how I looked and meant none of it, and I receiv
