The Run of Shame

~VALERIE'S POV~

(A Few Hours Earlier)

My cheeks burned with humiliation as I stumbled through the west wing corridors, Donovan's Egyptian cotton sheet wrapped around me like a makeshift toga.

The soft fabric that had felt so luxurious against my skin just moments ago now felt like a scarlet letter, announcing my shame to anyone who might see me.

The door to our small quarters couldn't come fast en