Planned Everything

Viviana's POV

That evening, Vincenzo came back just before sunset.

I knew it before I saw him, before the low murmur of voices near the entrance, before the subtle shift in the house that always followed him. The air seemed to settle when he was home, like the walls themselves paid attention.

Rocco noticed it too.

“Vincenzo is back,” he announced from the dining table, where he was meticulously l