Scarlett
For someone who showed no prospects, Lucian moved faster than us.
"Okay," she said with a smile, and I sighed with relief. I did not know I was holding my breath. I felt like a teenager again.
I handed her the shot of vodka, and we clinked glasses before we swallowed the content. I saw Scarlett shudder. The three of us began to laugh at her reaction. I wondered why we were too blind to see her innocence. It was there, it had always been there, but our stupidity, rage and mistrust had blinded us completely. The first impression mattered, and we had screwed it up so much that removing the haunted look in Scarlett's eyes would take a miracle. I knew we put it there. We had done the complete opp