Aria POV
"Am I?" I leaned my head against the window. "Because it doesn't feel like it."
"You stood up to your parents. You're protecting your son. You're running a successful company." She glanced at me. "Sounds like handling it to me."
"I don't feel successful." The words came out before I could stop them. "I feel tired."
"Then rest." She said it like it was simple.
"I can't." I closed my eyes. "If I rest, I'll fall apart. And I can't fall apart. Not now. Not with Damien circling and my parents making threats and Vivian doing God knows what."
"Vivian?" Olivia's voice sharpened. "What's Vivian doing?"
"I don't know." I opened my eyes. "But she's been too quiet. That's never good."
"Maybe she's moved on." Olivia didn't sound convinced.
"Vivian doesn't move on." I turned to look at her. "She wins. Or she destroys it. There's no in-between."
