A Familiar Scent

"Don't worry! I will absolutely drag that bastard back here and force him to his knees to apologize to you!" Declan threw three fingers in the air, swearing the oath loudly.

Viviana didn't even bother letting him finish. The crushing weight of her silence was already pressing down on his shoulders.

"Hmph." She gave a cold, dismissive snort.

Without wasting another syllable on him, she turned he