Mia's POV
Even though I hadn't heard from Enzo, I headed back to the office anyway. The cafe was busy this afternoon and I wasn't in the mood to be sitting around that many people, so I cautiously entered the main door of Luxe Couture.
"Hey Mia," Bernadette said with a cheerful smile as she greeted me.
"Hey Bernie," I said in response as I admired the careful styling of her blonde hair as the front curved up into a vintage style roll, her black rimmed glasses sitting carefully on the end of her nose "You look really pretty today,"
"Awh merci!" Bernadette smiled, but looked taken aback by my compliment "I wouldn't go in there just yet," She said "The harpy hasn't left,"
I couldn't help but giggle, Bernie was right. That was the perfect name for Vivienne. The harpy "I guess
