Alex’s POV
I was doing everything I could to forget her.
Scarlet.
Even her name felt like a weight pressing down on my chest.
Sienna had been by my side all morning, talking, laughing—trying to distract me. And I let her. Because I needed a distraction. Because I needed to prove to myself that Scarlet didn’t matter.
"Let’s go for lunch," Sienna said, looping her arm through mine.
I hesitated. “I don’t know—”
She pouted. “Come on, you barely ate breakfast. Besides, I heard there’s a new restaurant nearby. My treat.”
I sighed. Scarlet still hadn’t shown up to the office. I had expected her to storm in, to scream at me, to fight me like she always did. But she didn’t.
And for some reason, that irritated me more than anything.
“Fine,” I muttered, letting Sienna drag me out of the off
