Ryan's POV
When they had been apart after Gwendolyn had cast her dark shadow over them. There were things that a heartbroken Ryan had thought that he would never see again. One of those things was the site of Vivian Rose in his kitchen, singing softly as she cooked for the both of them.
But now, walking into the kitchen from his study. Ryan found her in the middle of making a sauce. Her hips swaying from side to side as she sang a popular song that he often heard on the radio. It was clear that she was in her own little world as she moved, adding spices, tasting and pausing every now and then to stir. A part of Ryan was tempted to just stand there and watch until she was done. But after all of the time he had spent in the study after they'd returned from seeing his grandfather, Ryan felt like he had not seen her in eons.
