Fleeting Amends

Don's POV.

“Well, look at you two,” my mother said finally, her voice smooth, but there was a sharp edge I recognized. She wasn’t looking at me or Vivienne, her attention solely on Leo and Mia, who were grinning from ear to ear. She didn’t even acknowledge Vivienne, not once. It was like she wasn’t even in the room. “You’ve done well,” Madam Cordelia said to them, her tone almost soft, but I could