Viona's POV
I still didn't understand why Vivian acted so strangely, gripping my arm like that earlier. Something was wrong with her. How could a prideful woman like her look that pathetic?
My gaze turned to the scene in front of me. Roey was eating roasted chicken with cheesy spiral pasta so eagerly that I felt full just watching him.
Mother's love?
Did she feel this kind of feeling?
Well… who wouldn't lose their sanity watching their child hover on the edge of death?
Especially with everything she had gone through to get pregnant and—
Wait… I shook my head, snapping myself out of it.
I didn't want to think about her struggle right now. She was still Vivian. Still someone terrifying.
