Scarlett’s POV ~>I could feel my chest constrict as I turned around, eager to see the figure who had emerged. I was expecting to see Dylan but to my surprise, it was our steward, Mr John, standing at the door. I subconsciously placed my hand on my chest, heaving with relief. “You seem scared, Scarlett. I hope you're fine,” McKenzie asked, her voice filled with concern.“Nothing, it's - it's nothing,” I replied, catching my breath. McKenzie looked up, her head held high, her brows raising along .“Yes, John, what is it?” McKenzie asked with a tight smile as she approached him, her eyes flashing with curiosity My brows snapped together as I took my gaze to what was in his hand. He had a large box that was wrapped with brown paper and tied with a ribbon.Curious, I asked, “What's that?”He looked up, his expression formal and courteous as he dropped the gift on the table.“This…” He paused, and took a deep breath. “This gift is from the Harpers.”Just hearing the name ‘Harper’ seems
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