Marcus pov
“Hey Elana, have you heard from Scarlett? It's been ages, and she hasn't reached out to me.”
“Don't call her that! You’re the one who stirred up all this trouble!” She snapped at me on the phone, and I couldn't even figure out why she was upset, especially since she’s Scarlett's closest friend.
“What did I expect?” I shrugged, grabbing a bottle of wine from the cellar and pouring myself a glass, amused by how defensive Elena sounded.
“What about Henry, my son?”
“You should be asking Scarlett, not me. I look after the kid, but I can't give you any updates on Henry, got it?” She replied sharply, always acting like she’s protecting her friend. It was strange, almost animalistic.
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Elena's reaction. "Whoa, take it easy, Elena. I was just expres
