Defend me

Viviana's POV

The house felt full when I walked in that evening.

Not loud. Not chaotic. Just occupied in a way that made my steps hesitate for a fraction of a second before I crossed the threshold.

When I stepped inside, I realised Vincenzo's aunt and uncle were already there.

They sat in the living room with Leonora, their posture relaxed in a way that suggested familiarity, like people who