Vows or Violence

Valentin’s POV

Once the door clicked shut behind Maciej, I finally let my spine sink into the chair.

My head throbbed.

I massaged my temples slowly, letting out a breath that didn’t ease the tension coiled behind my ribs. The day had been a relentless barrage, Vivianna, the kiss, the fucking vulnerability of it all and now Nowak’s goddamn soap opera of a revelation. My life was turning into a melo