Bitter Awakening

Donovan POV.

I woke up to a pounding headache, the kind that felt like someone was taking a jackhammer to my skull.

Groaning, I pushed myself up, the sheets twisted around my legs.

My mouth felt like sandpaper, and as I ran a hand through my hair, the night came back to me in flashes…her face, the bar, my hand gripping her arm.

Vivienne.

The memory hit me like a slap to the face, and I slumped b