(Loki)
I hadn’t been sleeping properly all week, not since I’d left Scarlett down by the lake. I still had no idea how she had gotten home, and by the time I had returned, the sun was rising, and she had been nowhere in sight. I panicked, of course. Cursing myself for leaving her alone in the middle of f*****g nowhere. But by some unknown miracle, she was safe, and Adam was none the wiser.
I hadn’t spoken to Scarlett since, or at least not in any capacity that mattered anyway. But it wasn’t like there wasn’t anything left to say; Scarlett had made it pretty f*****g clear she wasn’t interested. So I was respecting her decision, or trying to at least. But, of course, I didn’t agree with her. There was no way in hell she could be so cold; she wasn’t like that, despite what she wanted everyo
