Vivian's POV
The black SUV pulled into the driveway, and my heart hammered against my ribs as a woman emerged from the passenger side. She wore a perfectly fitted dress that screamed expensive taste, her sleek dark hair pulled back in an elegant ponytail. When she leaned back toward the car window, laughing at something the driver said, jealousy clawed at my chest like a wild animal.
She was stunning. The kind of beautiful that made ordinary women like me want to disappear into the shadows.
My throat constricted as reality hit me like a slap. This was it. Liam had finally decided to replace me with someone who actually belonged in his world. Someone who wouldn't freeze up when he touched her, who wouldn't need coaching on how to be ready for him.
The bitter taste of defeat filled my mouth as I started to retreat toward the house, desperate to escape before I had to witness whatever was about to unfold.
Then the driver's door swung open.
