Scarlett's POV
PRESENT DAY
I don't know what I was thinking when it came to Donovan. He hadn't always been that way. When we first got together he treated me like a queen, and made me feel special. Showering me with attention and expensive gifts. Our first week of dating I came home to find ten dozen roses in front of my apartment door. The building manager was furious, claimed they were blocking hallway traffic, but I couldn't have cared less. I remembered carrying each individual bouquet into the kitchen, and looking for various places to put them. My place was so tiny that I actually had to bring some to the office, just to get some breathing room. But to me, it was incontrovertible proof of just how much he cared.
I sure was right about one thing, Donovan cared. He cared a lot.