Shattered Illusions

I kept my eyes shut, the alcohol churning sourly in my gut. Words deserted me. What worries could I possibly justify? The very fact that I had to conceal my divorce screamed failure loud enough.

For the entire ride, I feigned sleep, maintaining a stony silence toward Declan. He remained silent as well.

Since I hadn't given the driver my new address, he defaulted to driving me straight back to the