If I were a better guy, I'd reassure her. Tell her that she didn't do anything wrong. But, instead, I scowl once more and she flinches visibly.
I'm the worst type of asshole to be getting some sadistic pleasure out of it. It's not Scarlett's fault that she represents all that I hate about my life and it's not her fault that I'm drawn to her in spite of myself.
I wish I could loathe her. It would certainly make life easier. But she is so good. It is hard to loathe someone who is fundamentally kind. Sympathetic. Committed.
I hate her and it in many ways. If I cannot fight Fate, then at least I can delay it, which is why she has been taken as my mate in name only.
One of the kitchen staff gives me a cold beer and I take it, downing its contents. My eyes stay on my anxious friend as she sn
