Midnight Confession

The clock on the wall ticked past 12:30 AM.

Vivienne was barely keeping her eyes open. She shifted on the couch, stretching her legs out as she rested her head against the armrest. She’d been waiting for her father since 8 PM, and she was beyond exhausted.

The house was quiet, except for the occasional rustle of the curtains when the night breeze slipped through the slightly open window. The maid