~~Scarlette~~
I don’t want to remember how we got home.
Or how I ended up inside the Newton house.
Or how Liam dragged me into the car while his mother kept shouting about how I was embarrassing the family name.
I don’t want to remember how I screamed on top of my lungs at the man who broke me the same day I was supposed to give him the best news of our lives.
Or how, in all that chaos, I finally realized—I’d played right into the dirty Newton game.
And while I was falling apart, yelling like a fool, Emelia and Mel were smirking.
Smirking.
Like it was all some kind of win for them.
And somehow—somehow—Mother still found a way to tag Mel along.
The second we got inside, I ripped my hand out of Liam’s grip.
"Stay the hell away from me! Miles away, Liam!"
I didn’t care if I was sc
