Ronan's POV
The hallway was quiet, but it wasn’t peaceful. Quiet had never meant peace in this place. Hell, it usually meant the opposite, and while I wouldn't say I'd always been bothered, it was different this time.
Why? Because Vivi f*****g enne was involved.
A small whimper was all it took to pull me back to the present. I wanted to say it has disoriented me from the issue at hand, but I knew better. Nothing could stop whatever ache was spreading through my chest, until we both got to the bottom of this.
Vivienne stood in front of me, her back pressed to the wall, eyes wide and restless like a cornered animal. My words still hung in the air between us, heavier than they had any right to be.
“Tell me,” I repeated, softer this time. “What did you buy?”
Her lips parted, but no s
