Vivienne's POV
“Marry me, Vivienne”
Those words have echoed in my mind for a week now. I didn't know what to say. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was dressed in a blue chiffon dress with spaghetti sleeves. Around my neck is a simple diamond necklace with matching earrings and bracelets. Today was Alpha Tristan's welcome back party. It was carefully planned in two weeks, and I was sure he did not know how it was set up as it was a surprise for him and carefully done by the council.
I had no idea if it were the hormones linked to me being pregnant, or I was just upset about the most insane thing, but I felt sick. This past week was something I could liken to being blissful but confusing at the same time. Alpha Tristan gave me gifts like it was nothing. He asked about myself. H
