SCARLET’S POV
“I still can’t believe I’m living in his house,” I whispered to myself, hugging my arms around my waist. “But what choice do I have? My parents insisted, and my home is… gone.”
The parking area felt colder than usual. I peeked from behind a pillar, watching Alex stride to his car. My heart pounded with a mix of dread and relief. At least he’s leaving before I do.
I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to steady my breath. Just keep it together, Scarlet.
I pressed a hand to my stomach, trying to calm the panic swirling inside me. “What am I going to do?” I murmured under my breath. “I’m pregnant with a man’s child who can’t stand the sight of me.”
I glanced at my phone, checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time. The screen was blurry, my hand trembling. I ca
