Vivienne's POV
Growing up, I had days I really dreaded, and most times, that was because I usually already had an inkling as to what was going to happen. Yes it made me anxious, but at the same time, it gave me the slight chance and opportunity to find a solution or a way around it. I honestly thought it would be the same today, but I couldn't have been any more wrong.
My fingers trembled, and no matter how hard I tried to keep them steady, they just wouldn't budge. How could they? When Ronan's words had just caused a chill to slither down my spine a couple of minutes ago.
“Get dressed, princess.” His words echoed all around me, and if I pressed my eyes shut for too long, then I could pretend all over again that he was still in the room, and standing right behind me, with his hands wr
