My eyes widened as I spotted the concealer on Vivian's neck. 

I told myself not to jump to conclusions. She could have been with a boy, after all - there could be any number of strange explanations for this! But I was afraid the situation was worse than that. Could Vivian have used the necklace? Did it... accept her? If so, what did that mean for me?

Trying not to reveal my concerns, I maintained my smile, though it surely gained a fake quality. "Vivian," I said, "Do you think you could come talk to me in my room after breakfast? There's something I'd like to discuss with you." I hoped my voice was cheery enough. IF she was using the necklace, there was a chance I was in danger. I ate my food quickly, then retreated to my room, saying "Well, come see me when you're done!" before retreating from the dining room, biting my lower lip in concern.