Scarlett's Point of View
I stomped off, leaving Sienna and Damien behind. Forgive him? Not yet. Maybe never. Even if someone said sorry, the hurt they caused was still there. I kept hearing Damien's voice and hearing him beg for a second chance.
But those memories—his mean laugh and how he humiliated me— it felt like a second skin. Could people really change? Could he change? As I walked away, my heart and mind were at war in silence. Each step felt heavier than the last.
Lost in my thoughts, I ran into someone as I was walking in rage. Someone.
My breath hitched as I took a step back and said, "Sorry,".
The man and his friends didn't brush it off, though. Instead, they came closer, and their eyes locked on mine. I got a chill up my spine. My legs felt like they were frozen when I tr
