Jaxon woke up in the middle of the night, his body yearning for Roxanne. He realized she wasn't in his room and remembered she had chosen to sleep in another room. He couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment, as his body yearned for hers. He got out of bed and walked silently to her room, hoping to find her there, probably sleeping half naked. But as he walked, he heard a noise downstairs.
Surprised, he crept down the stairs, wondering who could be making a sound at this hour. Mrs. Anderson had already left for the day. He reached the dining room and found Vivienne sitting at the table, her head buried in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.
"Viv?" Jaxon called softly, not wanting to startle her.
Vivienne looked up, her ey
