Bitter Awakening

Donovan POV.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter than I intended, knuckles white as I sped down the empty streets. My mind was a mess, replaying everything from last night. It had been perfect…almost too perfect. Vivienne had melted in my arms, her soft moans, the way she looked at me... I thought, for a moment, that we were healing, that maybe, just maybe, we could find our way back. But this mo