The Unannounced Guest

Vivienne’s POV

I woke up to the soft glow of morning filtering through the curtains, the sheets tangled around my legs, and a vague sense of…absence. Immediately, I sat up and my eyes drifted to the armchair near the fireplace.

Empty.

A frown tugged at my lips before I could stop it. Ridiculous. I told myself it was ridiculous. I should’ve been relieved. After all, it was borderline creepy the way