Chapter thirteen
Vivienne Hart POV
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I take a longer shower than usual. Usually, I'm not the one who spends too much time on myself like skincare, haircare and other stuff.
I never liked a part of me to do all that.
But now I feel the need to bound myself to the safety of this bathroom. It's mainly because I'm just afraid to step out.
So far, I might not have had the luxury to live a life in a mansion, but surely, I had my freedom. With my fears, I was allowed to walk around the halls. The judgment was common, but it wasn't to the point that someone had it shoved down my throat.
Even though I knew I was a wreck, I didn't fear anything. I didn't fear to step out of my room, except for the dark. It's like a part of me has ceased to exist after the night where I lost my grandparents
