Shattered Trust

Vivienne’s POV

The room felt like it was collapsing in on itself. Don’s gaze pierced through me, heavy with disgust and betrayal. His lips curled into a scowl, his jaw tight as if holding back a storm of words. I clutched the sheet closer to my chest, my voice trembling as I tried to explain.

“Don, please,” I started, my words barely holding together. “This isn’t what it looks like. I swear…”

“Don