Vivienne's POV
For two days, I’d been living like a shadow, a ghost, a refugee, whatever the f**k you wanted to call it. When I was younger, the appeal of being alone and hidden was so high, I used to disappear on people. Friends, family, I did it a lot. Why? Because it was thrilling to an extent. And I'd read about the adrenaline that came with sneaking around and what not. So when I said what I was experiencing was totally different from what I'd seen,, felt and read, you just had to believe me.
For two f*****g days, I hadn't been living like myself. I hadn't been living like a person, not Ronan's wife, and not even a past of this clubhouse.
It was as if I'd denounced them without them knowing. To an extent, I didn't even feel human anymore. Just, something that slipped between wa
