Intoxicated Truths

Vivienne's POV.

I had tried to stay calm, but it was useless. Don had invaded my mind, leaving me restless, pacing around my apartment as if moving could shake off the weight of him. His eyes…haunted, broken…when he saw me in Declan’s arms, they haunted me. The man who always had something to say, who could cut you down with his words or charm you with a smile, had been silent. And it wasn’t just