SCARLETT’S POV
“What made you say that?” I didn’t mean to—”
“Move aside, Sienna.” I interrupted her, not wanting to listen to any excuses she might have. My voice came out sharper than I meant it to, but honestly, I didn’t mind.
Sienna blinked, her mouth opening a bit as if she had just been caught off guard. She bounced back fast, her expression becoming more serious. “Alright, Scarlett.Do it your way,” she said sharply, moving aside with a cold look that only made my irritation grow.
I rushed past her, my heart racing with frustration and bitterness. Who does she think she is, anyway? This morning, I saw her feeding Alex breakfast, and her fingers seemed to linger a bit too long as she passed him his fork. Her eyes had that familiar look, the kind I’d noticed on her face before—the o
