SCARLET’S POV
Morning came too soon.
I woke up with a pounding headache, my body aching like I had been hit by a truck. Every muscle felt sore, every breath heavy. My throat was dry, and my head spun the moment I sat up.
For a moment, I stared at the ceiling, trying to gather my thoughts.
Then it all came crashing back.
Alex’s anger.
His words.
You deserved it.
A sharp pain twisted in my chest, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push it away.
I needed to talk to him.
I needed to explain.
I slowly got out of bed, wrapping my arms around myself as I stepped into the hallway. The house was quiet, but I knew he was still here.
I found him in the kitchen, his back turned to me, sipping his coffee like nothing had happened last night.
I opened my mouth to speak.
To tell him eve
