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“Vivienne, I…”
There’s no point in dragging this out any longer. I didn’t come here to have witty banter with David and for him to lure me back in again. That’s how he got me the first time.
I should have been more professional then, but at least I can be professional now. I pull out the letter from my handbag and hold it out to him.
“Take it.”
“What is it?”
“Take it.”
David takes the letter out of my hand and unceremoniously tears it open, tossing the envelope to the ground as he reads my resignation.
My heart is beating in my throat. I move to make sure the door is behind me. Once he reads it and accepts it, I can be on my way.
“Vivienne, what is this?”
“Exactly what it says it is.”
“You want to resign?”
“No, I am resigning. It’s right there in black and white.”
I almost feel sorry for David. But he should’ve thought about how I felt when he pulled that girl into his lap and put on a big smile for the cameras.
“No.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” David drops the letter to the floor and looks up to me. “I said no.”
“You can’t make me stay.”
“You haven’t even heard my side of the story.”
I roll my eyes and scoff. “Your side of the story? The whole world has seen your side of the story, David. It’s on the front page of every fucking tabloid!”
“Okay! So I fucked up!” David’s voice raises, but I’m not going to back down that easily.
He might be King and used to getting his own way, but his frustration doesn’t frighten me.
“Understatement of the century.”
“I fucked up, and I’m fucking sorry, okay, Viv? Is that what you want to hear?”
“No, that’s not what I want to hear.”
“Why not?”
“Because I shouldn’t need to hear it in the first place!”
David runs a hand through his hair and sighs. I shake my head at him and feel myself begin to tremble with anger. After all this, he still thinks that one little apology is going to make everyone feel better and make this whole shit storm blow over?
“I thought I could rely on you, David. You tricked me into believing that you were capable of being so much more. Then, at the first opportunity you get, you go back to who you were.”
“That’s not who I am.”
“You sure about that?” I look around the chaos from last night’s party and raise an eyebrow.
