MasukScarlett's POVSaturday morning felt different.The accusations were gone. Elena had recanted. Victoria's post was still up, getting shared by people who'd called me a liar twenty-four hours ago. My name was clearing.But Maya wasn't celebrating.She showed up at my door at 8 a.m. No text. No warning. Just stood there with coffee and a face I couldn't read."We need to talk.""About what?""About him."Ronan. Of course.I let her in. Mom was still asleep. Hospital recovery meant lots of rest. I led Maya to my room and closed the door.She sat on my bed. Didn't touch the coffee."You look like someone died.""Someone almost did." She met my eyes. "You. Last night. At that party.""I'm fine.""Are you? Because I saw the photos. I saw the way he was touching you. The way you were looking at him." She leaned forward. "That's not fake, Scarlett. That's not performance. That's something else."I sat across from her. "I know.""You know?""I know it's not fake anymore."Maya stared at me. Th
Scarlett's POVThe post exploded.By Friday morning, Elena's accusations had been shared twenty thousand times. My face was everywhere. My name was a punchline. Strangers had opinions about my character, my grades, my worth.Then Ronan's text came.Ronan: Tonight. My family's estate. You're coming with me.I stared at the message.Me: Are you serious? People are calling me a fraud. A thief. Your ex is trying to destroy me. And you want me to go to a party?Ronan: Exactly. We show up together. We show them we're not hiding. We show them the accusations don't matter.Me: Or we show them I'm desperate enough to cling to you no matter what they say.Ronan: You're not clinging. You're standing. There's a difference.I hated when he said that.The car arrived at six. A black dress waited in the back seat. Expensive. Simple. The kind of thing I'd never worn.I changed in the car. The driver didn't look. The city blurred past.Ronan was waiting at the estate gates. Black suit. Dark tie. His e
Scarlett's POVThursday morning arrived with another text.Five days. The clock's ticking.I deleted it. Got dressed. Walked to the corner where Ronan's car waited.He didn't say anything when I climbed in. Just handed me coffee and stared out the window."You're quiet.""I'm thinking.""About what?""About how to end this." He looked at me. "Today."The car pulled up near the gates. Students lingered longer than usual. Waiting. Watching.Elena stood at the entrance. Victoria beside her. The same dozen girls flanking them like bodyguards.Ronan grabbed my hand. "Stay close.""I'm not scared of her.""I know. That's what scares me."We walked toward the gates. Elena's smile widened as we approached."Scarlett. Looking a little rough this morning. Trouble sleeping?""I sleep fine.""Must be nice. I'd be worried if I were you. Five days left and all."Ronan stepped forward. His voice dropped. "You have something to say to her, say it to me.""I'm not talking to you.""That's too bad." He
Scarlett's POVThe photo broke everything.By Wednesday morning, the kiss had been shared seventeen thousand times. People I'd never met had opinions about my relationship with Ronan. About my intentions. About how long I'd last.Elena was back at school.I spotted her at the gates. Blonde hair pulled back. Dark sunglasses. The same black dress she'd worn when she cornered me last week. She walked through the crowd like she owned it, and people parted for her like she did.Maya grabbed my arm. "Did you know she was coming back?""No.""She transferred out. Mid-year. Now she's suddenly back the day after your photo goes viral?" Maya's grip tightened. "That's not a coincidence."Ronan appeared beside me. His face was hard."I didn't know she was coming back.""Your ex just showed up the day after we went public." I kept my voice low. "Someone wants drama.""Someone wants attention." He watched Elena disappear into the building. "Don't give it to her."Easy for him to say. He wasn't the
Scarlett's POVI woke up to chaos.My phone had been buzzing for hours. I'd silenced it at midnight after the tenth text from Maya. Now it was 6:47 a.m., and the buzzing hadn't stopped. It had gotten worse.I grabbed the phone. Two hundred and thirty-four messages. Forty-seven missed calls. My notifications were a wall of tags, mentions, and screenshots.The Westwood Whisperer had posted again.I opened the link.The photo was clear. Taken from across the courtyard. Ronan and me. Yesterday afternoon. Outside the admin building after the meeting.His hand on my face. His lips pressed to my cheek. My eyes closed. My hand on his chest.The caption read: Ronan Whitmore officially off the market. Scholarship girl Scarlett Hayes locks down Westwood's most dangerous. How long before she becomes his next victim? Place your bets now. 🔥💀The comments had exploded overnight.Twelve thousand likes. Three thousand comments.I scrolled.She's using him for money. Obvious.He's using her for reven
Scarlett's POVThe meeting was over. Mrs. Voss was suspended. Victoria's mother was under investigation. My scholarship was reinstated.And Maya had been sitting in the back row, crying quietly, while I stood at the front with enough evidence to destroy her aunt's career.I still hadn't talked to her.Ronan's car pulled up outside the school. He opened my door. I climbed in without thinking."Where are we going?""Somewhere private. We need to talk."The car drove for twenty minutes. Stopped outside a building I didn't recognize. Modern. Glass. Expensive."Where are we?""My place. My actual place. Not the house my parents use for appearances."I followed him inside. The apartment was huge. Minimal. Clean lines and gray walls. No photos. No personal touches. Like no one actually lived here.He gestured to a couch. I sat. He sat across from me. Coffee table between us.On the table was a document. Three pages. Single-spaced."What's this?""The rules." He slid it toward me. "Read it. S
Scarlett's POVThe hospital hallway stretched forever.I made it to Mom's room. Found her sitting up, pale but smiling. Maya stood by the bed, holding her hand."There she is." Mom's voice was weak but warm. "My girl."I crossed the room. Sat beside her. Took her other hand."How are you feeling?"
Scarlett's POVI didn't go to lunch.I couldn't face Ronan. Not after Elena. Not after the note. Not after the text.You've been warned.Instead, I hid in the library. Back corner. Surrounded by books. Safe.My phone buzzed every few minutes. Ronan. Maya. Ronan again.I ignored them all.The note s
Scarlett's POVWednesday morning arrived with a text from Ronan.Ronan: Car trouble. Can't pick you up. Meet at school. Stay safe.Stay safe.Easy for him to say. He wasn't the one walking into a building full of people who'd spent the last two days dissecting my life.I walked alone. Every step fe
Scarlett's POVI couldn't look at the photo anymore.Ronan's car glided through streets I'd never seen. Wide avenues. Perfect sidewalks. Stores with names I couldn't pronounce."Where are we going?""You'll see.""Not a fan of surprises.""I know." He glanced at me. "That's why this one will be goo







