50 - Our Perfect Moment

~Three days later~

~Livia’s Point of View~

“So this is my office,” I said, more excited than was truly necessary.

I walked in first with Tyson just behind me, holding onto my right hand. 

“And here’s where I spent most of my life,” I said, reaching forward and touching my desk. 

It was just as I’d left it, a tidy mess. Several stacks of paperwork, waiting for attention. I actually missed it. Of course I missed it, there was a very real chance I would have lost it all. Lost my identity.

Suddenly big hands gripped my waist and whirled me around. I was lifted up and deposited on my desk as Tyson stepped between my legs, forcing them apart. H