Vivian's POV
Vivian was sitting next to Ryan. She was pressed as close to him as was possible without actually sitting on his lap. On another couch, Amy sat next to Ryan's best friend. Unlike Ryan and Vivian, they were not touching, but the distance between the two of them was much smaller than was expected for people who barely knew each other.
Vivian narrowed her eyes at them, how strange, (could Mark be the guy that Amy swore did not exist?). Before she could focus too much on that, her gaze flicked to the screen that everybody else was looking at, and she forgot all about that.
Biting at her bottom lip to keep from growling, Vivian glared at the two figures on the screen, the footage showing then walking through Ryan's childhood home without a care. For most people, when their exes met, either they sat down to complain or they hooked up, what sort of insane bad luck did she and Ryan have, that resulted in their exes meeting up and plotting to ruin them.
