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Scarlett’s POV.I couldn’t sleep. Again.Every sound in the hallway made my skin crawl. Every creak, every whisper of movement, felt like a threat I couldn’t name. The walls of Leon’s house—once protective—now felt like they were closing in. I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me.All the time.When Olivia left the night before, I’d tried to convince myself I was being paranoid. Stress, hormones, trauma—take your pick. But none of those excuses explained the missing journal. None of them explained how it vanished from a drawer that I had locked myself. A drawer I hadn’t touched in days. A drawer that still had everything else untouched.Except the journal.I stared at my phone, rereading the message I’d sent to Ezra the night before: We have a leak.He hadn’t responded. Which wasn’t unusual for him. He was thorough, and probably pulling reports already. But the silence fed my anxiety. So I’d started a list. A full inventory of everyone who’d entered my room in the
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Leon’s POV.I was halfway through closing my work in progress for the night when I spotted the folder sitting at the edge of my desk. It was Gavin Carradine’s proposal.I’d meant to pass it off to Ezra first thing in the morning, but something made me pause. It was the timing. The fact that Gavin—after years of rarely liquidating any core real estate assets—chose now to casually offer me a building. His expression during our meeting had been light, friendly. But the offer had come almost too easily, like it was meant to slide past unnoticed.I sat back down and opened the file.The numbers were solid. The building was in a prime location, and had decent renovation costs. Also, great district potential. On paper, it was a really good deal.But with everything going on, I didn’t care much about expanding right now.That was what I was thinking, until I saw it—the previous deed holder’s name. My eyes narrowed.Elodie Carradine.The name triggered something faint. Elodie. It wasn’t common
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Scarlett’s POV.I didn’t want to get out of bed.The blankets were heavy, not just in weight but in meaning—security I didn’t have anywhere else. But I forced myself up. Every second I stayed curled up in here was another second someone else could use against me.Nothing changed. The journal was still missing and I couldn’t bear just sitting around and waiting for it to miraculously reappear.I washed up quickly, tied my hair back, and changed into a soft sweater that made me look less guarded than I felt. I needed to keep this subtle and I couldn’t tip anyone off.The first person I spoke to was one of the older housekeepers—Helen. I caught her in the hallway with a folded pile of fresh towels.“Morning,” I greeted casually, adjusting the sleeve of my sweater. “Have you seen my old sunglasses? The ones with the gold frame?”I asked about the sunglasses instead of revealing what I was really looking for—because I remembered clearly. I’d placed them right on top of the journal before l
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Scarlett’s POV.I tore through the rest of my drawers, every cabinet, every possible place it could’ve ended up—even places I knew I hadn’t put it. I kept trying to tell myself that I had misplaced it, that with everything going on I had somehow gotten confused and forgot it somewhere completely different.But in my gut I knew…I knew where I had put it.My hands were shaking and my throat was dry. The journal wasn’t anywhere.I stood there in the center of the room, heart pounding, palms slick, mind spiraling through every possibility.It was in that locked drawer. I always locked it for obvious reasons. No one could see what’s inside it.And now it was gone.Besides that it revealed my rebirth—my second chance at life—it contained all my raw thoughts—on the pregnancy, on Leon, on Dahlia and Dana, on Caden. Things I hadn’t even said out loud. Private things. Ugly truths. Fears I didn’t want anyone to see. Especially not now.If someone had taken it—if someone had read it—then they ha
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Leon’s POV.When Scarlett’s door shut behind me last night, the echo of her words didn’t leave my head.I didn’t blame her. Not fully. She was breaking, and I knew it. She was holding on by sheer will, trying to act like none of this was eating her alive. But that didn’t stop her outburst from getting under my skin.It wasn’t just what she said. It was what she didn’t.The way she looked at me—like I was part of the confusion she was drowning in. Like she couldn’t decide if I was her shelter or her threat.She didn’t trust me.And I couldn’t help wondering—why?Have my actions not shown her I was trustworthy enough yet?What must have happened that she was so blinded by distrust to an extent that she couldn’t see my efforts?I didn’t want to expect her to trust me—to force it onto her. But… It bothered me more than I could fathom why. I wanted her to trust me, to feel that she could be safe around me.The need for it was overwhelming and I didn’t understand why I felt that why.I let
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Scarlett’s POV.I was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the maternity box from the night before. The tags were still on most of it. A part of me had wanted to rip them off and stuff everything into the back of the closet just so I wouldn’t have to look at it.I was no charity case.But… After my encounter with Leon—I was starting to think he meant well in the gesture instead.Well, I hoped he did.I sighed, wiping loose strands of hair from my face. I was having trouble thinking straight. Even more so telling the difference between good and bad intentions.I couldn’t sleep, either. I’d closed my eyes, but my body stayed tense to a point that I couldn’t take it anymore, and got up again.So when the knock came, I was already sitting up, alert. My throat tightened.I didn’t answer right away, but the knock came again—firmer this time.“Scarlett. It’s me.” There was a long pause, then, “Can we talk?”Leon.He knew I was still awake.I hesitated for half a second before moving to
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