Cade's POVI paced the room, back and forth, back and forth, my bare feet dragging over the cool wooden floorboards of the boys' quarters. The place was still dim, lit only by that thin blade of moonlight slicing through the blinds and falling in pale stripes across the bed, across her legs, across the mess of sheets we'd left tangled less than an hour ago. It felt like a lifetime had passed since then. A different night. A different life.I could still see the pain in Scarlett's eyes, even in this half-dark. It sat there, raw and glistening, and it hurt me worse than the slap had. The slap I could shake off, my cheek still carrying a faint sting and warmth where her palm had connected, but this, watching her carry the weight of all of this at her age, watching her fold into herself on the floor as the world had just caved in around her, was something I didn't know how to fix. It only seemed to get worse by the hour, like a wound that refused to close, no matter how much pressure I ap
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