Tangled Regrets

Vivienne’s POV

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of me. The emails blurred together, the words swimming in and out of focus as my mind drifted to the one place I had been trying to avoid since yesterday morning. Don.

It had been less than twenty-four hours, but the memory of him still remained like a shadow I couldn’t shake. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, trying to fo