Chapter 157

Vivienne's heart threatened to jump out of her chest, and it took her a long while to find her composure. She even pinched herself to make sure she wasn't in a dream. Born with features carved by angels, Sebastian lay beside her, his long lashes casting soft shadows over his closed eyes. He looked especially beautiful like this, peaceful and serene. She snapped her gaze downward to check on her attire—a set of neatly worn loungewear. Her breathing instantly became erratic. As though stirred by her reaction, Sebastian slowly woke up. His dark eyes were impossible to read, giving away nothing—no emotion, no hint of what he was thinking. The more time Vivienne spent around Sebastian, the more unfathomable he seemed. In fact, she was starting to wonder if she had ever truly known him at all. The man she had in her mind wasn't who he truly was. His pitch-black eyes met Vivienne's dazed gaze, flickering slightly. "You're up." Maybe it was because he had just woken up, but his voice wa