The world had moved faster than she ever expected. News channels erupted in a frenzy, flashing headlines in bold, urgent letters: Sebastian Ravenscroft Scandal?, Cynthia's Death Confirmed, Vivian Ravenscroft Alive and Unbroken. Social media tore itself apart, trending hashtags spinning from grief to outrage to admiration. People debated, criticized, worshiped, and feared—all at once.
Vivian watched it quietly from the private wing of the Ravenscroft estate. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap, fingertips brushing against each other with a rhythm only she felt. The soft hum of her phone filled the room as notifications poured in like raindrops against glass, but she did not move. Not yet. She let the storm roar around her, letting the chaos beat against the walls of her mind, knowing calm was a weapon she wielded best.
