Scarlett (Second Edition)
Maybe, just maybe, we still had a chance to set things right.
This was delicate—one wrong step, and we’d lose everything. If life was a game, we’d already spent every extra life we had, and one more mistake would be the final blow. It would be game over. With that weight bearing down on me, I left the others in the living room and retreated to my room, needing a moment of solace. I opened my wardrobe, reached for Scarlett’s sweater, and clutched it tightly as I lay down. The familiar scent helped to calm Vin, my wolf, who’d been restless and tormented ever since Gregory had come into our lives, disrupting everything. Hugging Scarlett’s sweater was the only way I could find even a little peac