Scarlett's POV
As the car rolled past the iron gates of the Sinclair Estate, I could feel my pulse quickening. My leg bounced uncontrollably, and no matter how hard I tried to steady it, my nerves refused to cooperate.
"Scarlett," Sebastian’s voice called out, cutting through the cloud of my thoughts. His hand rested gently on my thigh, grounding me. “Breathe. Stay calm.”
I turned to him, glaring. “Stay calm? Sebastian, I’m about to step into Benjamin Sinclair’s house for the first time in nearly twenty years. That alone is terrifying. Add to that the fact that my father and brothers will be joining us, and it’s a recipe for disaster.”
His lips quirked into a small smile, but his eyes remained soft. “It’ll be fine,” he said, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. “The goal is to make it
