VIVIAN'S POV
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Honey, sit down," my mother said, sitting on the bed and patting the space beside her.
I stared at her, not able to move. I shook my head, stumbling backward. "Just tell me. I don't need to sit."
She sighed. "It would be much easier if you weren't looking at me like I slapped you. Come on now. Your father will be home soon and freak out if he knows I'm telling you any of this. It's best to discuss this now when he's not around."
I eyed the space next to her and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, a distance away from her. I felt she was about to tell me I wouldn't like it. Like she'd been hiding something from me. "I'm listening."
She looked down at her hands, hesitating. "I'm not sure where to start. But as you know, I used to be a rogue b
