Chapter 152

Vivienne's POV On the way back, I rolled down the car window, and the cold wind whipped across my face—sharp and biting. I gazed at my reflection in the side mirror, my expression blank. Inside, I didn’t feel the relief I had expected. Instead, there was a weight in my chest. That subtle pang of bitterness and sorrow slowly crept up, settling heavily on my heart. It wasn’t painful; it just made my chest feel tight, suffocating. I forced my eyes wide, determined not to let Alexander see the redness around my eyes. Of course. From sixteen to twenty-five—almost a decade. Even if it’s a dog you’ve raised, you’d feel reluctant to part with it. How much more so with a person? He was the one I had loved for ten years. The sun breaking through my cold, dark life. The direction I had struggled to chase after. He had become part of my life, a habit I couldn’t shake. How could I possibly let go in such a short time? It’s just that, after all these years, I never managed