Vivienne had a deep passion for literature. Her small apartment was lined with overflowing bookshelves, each book a gateway to another world.

She often curled up in her favourite armchair, completely engrossed in a novel, her imagination whisking her away into each story.

Reading was an immersive experience for her.

I remember when she was lost in "Eat, Pray, Love." As she read about the protagonist indulging in Italian culture and cuisine, her senses came alive. She could almost taste the rich pasta, freshly grated Parmigiano, and sweet tomatoes, as if she were there, savouring each moment.