Unsent Confessions

Vivienne’s POV

The sun was just beginning to set as Nell and I walked down the street. Nell let out a dramatic groan beside me and flung her head back like I’d dragged her across three cities barefoot.

“Did I really have to come with you today?” she huffed.

I didn’t even bother glancing at her. “You volunteered, Nell,” I said dryly, shifting the folder of vendor contracts under my arm. “Don’t act