Orchestrated Ruin

Vivienne’s POV

There was a long silence after my confession. I tried to smile, to brush off the fact that I’d just poured out my heart to Tessa, my assistant about my feelings for my husband, feelings that I would never be able to express now that he’d decided to walk away from us, but it faltered halfway.

“He became home,” I whispered finally.

Tessa smiled at that, her expression wistful, but I f