LIV'S POV

It had been five days since the chaos died down, since the walls that once held nothing but tension and accusations had quieted into something softer. Something more livable.

More breathable. The air around me wasn’t so thick anymore. Kaelon’s mansion had transformed into a sanctuary mostly because Viv was now in rehab, Aaron had started therapy, and the baby was with my mother and Mr. Preston.

I smiled to myself as I checked my reflection in the mirror one last time before stepping out. I had on one of my favorite sundresses.

A pale pink, off-shoulder number with delicate lace details around the hem. Kaelon had insisted...