Scarlett’s POV
I still could not believe it—Alexander had confessed to me, all the words he said were in my head. He had looked for me, he had mourned when I left and all these while I thought he did not care. Hearing him say those words made me feel something deep in my chest, something I hadn’t felt in years: The two words that are most closely related to the concept of hope are: hope.
Was I completely wrong all this time? Could he have been actually caring for me this entire time?
"Why were you with her?" My voice was shaking a little as I asked. I had to hear it from him and understand it.
"It was a mistake," he said, his eyes piercing into mine, raw and unfiltered. "A one-time thing that wasn’t supposed to happen. Sorry, Scarlett. I was scared. I was afraid of losing you and that
