RAYMOND POV
"Looking at myself in the mirror as I tie my wristwatch, I know Vivian is too emotional to play this kind of game with, but I need the good side of her."
I adjust my white shirt, leaving the top button undone, the silver necklace resting against my skin. I don't usually care about details like this, but tonight, I need everything to be right. As I step out of the closet, I have no plans to say anything to Ava. She's been keeping to herself lately, and that works for me most tonight. If she's minding her business, I'll mind mine.
I reach for the door, ready to leave, when I hear soft footsteps behind me. Turning back, I see Ava standing there in oversized pajamas and big fluffy slippers, lazily eating Pringles. She looks at me, chewing slowly, then tilts her head.
"Where are
