End of the Charade

Donovan POV.

Her face froze for a split second before she recovered, blinking innocently as her lips curved into a strained smile. “Don, baby, we both know you’re just upset. You don’t really mean that.” She leaned in closer, her hand reaching out to touch my arm, but I pulled away before she could.

“I do mean it, Sylvia,” I said, my voice hardening. “We’re done. We were done the moment you put yo