Scarlett's POV
I paced the length of my bedroom, my phone pressed tightly to my ear. “I hate him, Sunny. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!”
The words spilled out of me like venom, each repetition fueled by the storm of emotions raging in my chest.
On the other end of the line, Sunny chuckled lightly, her tone teasing. “No offense, Scar, but you saying that over and over is starting to sound like the exact opposite. You sure you’re not in love with him instead?”
I stopped mid-step, my mouth dropping open in shock at her audacity. “Love?” I hissed, almost choking on the word. “I’m more than certain I hate Sebastian Sinclair, Sunny, and if it wasn’t for the public scandal it would cause, I’d have filed for divorce already and moved to a different continent.”
Sunny let out a long, exag
