Beneath the Surface

Vivienne’s POV

I watched Valentin prepare my bath, sleeves rolled to his elbows, adjusting the taps of the large marble tub. Steam curled upward, catching the soft golden light from the sconces on the wall. The quietness of it all felt strange, almost unreal.

I couldn’t believe he was here. I couldn’t believe we’d gone from arguing, well technically, it was just me yelling at him, to having passio