Vivienne's POV
No, it can't be, I thought, my mind racing. But as the person stepped out of the car, my worst fears were confirmed. It was her.
Riley Gray.
The one person who made my life a living hell in college. The one person I thought I'd never have to see again. And yet, here she was, standing before the pack house, looking as smug and confident as ever.
I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. My breath caught in my throat as I watched her stretch her long, lean frame, her blonde hair cascading down her back. She looked every bit the bully she was, and my instincts screamed at me to run, to hide, to escape.
But my feet seemed rooted to the spot. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, even as my mind raced with memories of the past. Riley was the queen bee in college, and I was
