ANMELDENThird Person POV.“Hi, Scarlet,” Ryan whispered, and Scarlet almost couldn’t believe her ears.Her heart raced as she watched Ryan, her eyes filled with tears of hope. For so long, she had yearned to hear her name on his lips and to see a hint of recognition in his eyes. And now, as she stood in front of him, she dared to hope that her prayers had been answered.“Scarlet, I…” He was about to say something, but the words caught in his throat, and he found himself unable to say anything.When he called her name again, time seemed to stand still as she tried to be sure that this was really happening. Could it be true? Was he finally going to remember her?Tears welled up in her eyes as she took a step closer to him, her heart pounding in her chest. His teary eyes mirrored her own, and she reached out to him, her hands trembling with emotion.With a tenderness born of longing and desperation, she cupped his cheeks in her hands, her touch gentle yet firm as she searched his eyes for any si
Third Person POV.Scarlet stood just outside Ryan’s room, her heart heavy with longing as she listened to the sound of his laughter mingling with Luca’s. It had been two long weeks since Ryan was discharged from the hospital, and in that time, Scarlet had watched from the sidelines as he moved around the house without so much as a glance in her direction.Despite her best efforts to insert herself into his life and to jog his memory, Ryan remained distant and detached, as if she were little more than a stranger passing a few days in his family house. And with each passing day, his indifference only felt much worse.Tears welled up in her eyes as she stood alone in the corridor, the sound of Ryan’s laughter echoing in her ears. She pressed a hand to her mouth to stifle the sobs that threatened to escape, her heart aching with a pain that cut deeper than any physical wound.All she could think about was how much she missed Ryan, how much she longed for him, and the sound of his voice ca
Third Person POV.In Ryan’s room, a tense silence hung heavy in the air as his family gathered around him, their faces holding different emotions ranging from confusion to sadness and relief. Anna clung to her son, her embrace tight and desperate, as she struggled to come to terms with the reality of the situation he was in.But for Ryan, the scene before him was like something out of a surreal dream. He couldn’t understand why everyone in the room was staring at him with tear-filled eyes, why he was in a hospital, and why his mother was holding onto him as if her life depended on it. And most of all, he couldn’t fathom why everyone looked so different.Luca, his older brother, stood in front of him with a look of concern etched on his features, and Ryan couldn’t help but notice how Luca’s appearance had changed since the last time he saw a picture of him. As far as he remembered, Luca had red hair, and he knew his memory wasn’t wrong, as he recalled calling him crazy for deciding to
Third Person POV.As the flatline echoed through the corridor, signaling Ryan’s passing, Scarlet unconsciously let out a loud scream. It was a sound of pure anguish, a cry of disbelief and despair that resounded through the hospital walls.In her haze of confusion and pain, Scarlet was oblivious to Luca’s attempts to hold her back from running into the room. She struggled against his grasp, her movements fueled by a primal instinct to be with the man she loved and to beg him not to leave her.“Scarlet, please calm down,” he urged. “Remember that you’re pregnant, and you’re in no condition to be agitated. If he’s really gone, there’s nothing we can do, but let’s just wait for the doctor.”The sound of Luca’s voice snapped Scarlet out of her haze, her eyes locking with his as his words hit her hard. “…there’s nothing we can do…”She could hear the pain in his voice and could tell he was trying to control himself. But she had no intention of controlling herself, and neither she nor the b
Third Person POV.Weeks Later…Scarlet stood in front of Emily’s grave, wearing a somber black dress, which was an indication that she was very much in mourning. In her hands, she held a bouquet of black roses, which she had specifically ordered as she wanted something that would be a symbol of the darkness that had consumed so much of Emily’s life.It had been over a month since Emily’s death, and with each passing day, the reality had settled on Scarlet’s heart. The knowledge that Emily was truly gone and that it wasn’t a mere figment of her imagination elicited a sense of liberation in Scarlet like nothing she had ever felt before.Her gaze focused on the engraved words etched into Emily’s grave. The words, EMILY PARKER, November 2000 – May 2022, gleamed dully in the sunlight.The realization that Emily had only been twenty-one years old sent a chill coursing down Scarlet’s spine, a reminder of the wasted potential and the malicious intent that had ruined her sister’s life.Memorie
Third Person POV.Scarlet sat in the hospital room, her eyes fixated on the machines surrounding Ryan’s bed. Tears welled in her eyes, but she fought against them, determined not to let her emotions get the best of her, not for her sake, but for the baby’s. Every fiber of her being was focused on Ryan, and she continuously whispered silent prayers for his recovery.As Scarlet held Ryan’s hands in hers, she could feel a slight chill in his touch. She squeezed his hands gently, offering whatever warmth she could muster. Her heart ached at the sight of him lying so vulnerable, hooked up to the monitors and all sorts of machines to keep him from dying.The door to the room creaked open, interrupting Scarlet’s thoughts. Her eyes darted towards the entrance, her gaze meeting Luca’s. An awkward tension settled between them, a residue of their clash from the day before. Scarlet struggled to gauge his presence and intent, unsure of how to deal with the discomfort that lingered.Luca, dressed i
SCARLET POV:After what felt like forever, I finally listed the rules that I had in mind, adding a few others along the way.“Now that we’ve gotten my rules out of the way, what are your rules?” I asked, wanting to hear what he had to say so we could wrap this up and I could go back home and get so
Scarlet’s POVThis would be the first time that I would be seeing Henry face-to-face like this since our divorce three months ago, and the fact that those were his first words to me after not seeing me in a long time made me extremely angry. But it suddenly occurred to me that showing my anger was
Scarlet’s POVI had just returned home from my dinner meeting with Colonel Miller, my mind still buzzing with the possibilities our newfound alliance held, when I overheard a voice in the hallway.It was a woman’s voice, demanding to meet the wife Ryan had married. Confusion swirled in me. Who coul
Ryan stared at Scarlet, annoyance etched across his face as he demanded an explanation for her unexpected presence in his room.Scarlet stood frozen in place, shock pulsing through her veins, rendering her speechless. His irritated tone only fueled her discomfort, and she struggled to find her voic







