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Vivian's POV

I almost got a whip splash from how fast I turned. I was extremely surprised to see who was standing before me. My eyes scanned the disheveled woman standing at the doorway. She looked worse for wear with her tangled hair and rumpled clothes. The dark rims around her eyes made her look even more miserable. Her eyes were fixed intently on me, making me feel uncomfortable.

I hardened my expression, pushing aside the feeling of unease rising up inside me. I didn't want her thinking I was affected by her presence.

“Eve.” I said, my voice sounding cool and detached. “What are you doing here?” Why would she suddenly show up unannounced? Moreso, she looked like shit.

She stayed silent, observing me with a strange glint in her eyes like she was looking for something, and then she smiled.

“You're not exactly in the best shape, are you?” she said, taking a few steps away from the doorway and coming closer, her gaze fixing itself on my knee. She must have noticed how awkwardly I st