Vivienne's POV
For the remainder of the day, I had no idea how to react. I tried to push Lana's words out of my head, but no matter how hard I tried, they just didn't budge. Hell, I didn't even know which was worse. The fact that I'd allowed Lana corner me into a drinking contest, or the fact that it was rapidly becoming nighttime, and I still hadn't found out a way to get out of the hole I'd dug for myself.
I told myself I could get through the rest of the day. It was just noise, laughter, and the usual chaos that came with being here. But even as I moved through the clubhouse, I could feel it, eyes. They were everywhere, like whoever they were, was watching, and waiting.
My nerves were a mess. Every laugh felt too sharp, every whisper too timed, and even the sound of boots against co
