Vivian's POV
Vivian was convinced that Ryan Terrell could read minds.
What else was she supposed to think with the way that things were currently going?
Just a little while ago, she had been lamenting the unfairness of her having only two things from him, a necklace and a shell, while he on the other hand had gotten her heart without her even realizing that she had given it to him.
Now out of nowhere, the man was showering her with gifts.
Expensive chocolates, colorful flower bouquets, money for her to treat herself with, concert tickets, rare books containing drawings made by some of Vivian's favorite artists in history… and jewelry so much jewelry.
He had even made an attempt at buying her a car. The man had let her know in no uncertain terms that the lowest he was willing to go when it came to that was cars that started at a million.
