Scarlett’s POV
The rays of morning sunlight and the chirping of birds pulled me out of sleep. I found myself on the cold floor, my eyes heavy with exhaustion. My bones cracked as I stretched, and I scrambled to my feet, heading to the bathroom.
When I returned to the bedroom in a white robe, I was met with a persistent knock on the door.
“What do you want?” I snapped.
“Can we talk, please?” Gabriel asked.
I ignored him and began rummaging through my clothes in the closet.
“Come on, ma’am. You can’t lock yourself inside forever. I need to talk to you.”
“I wish to be left alone, Gabriel. It’s Saturday, go home,” I said, moving into the changing room.
“Argh!” I gasped, startled to find Gabriel near the door in my room.
“How far can you hide, ma’am?”
“How did you get in?” I asked.
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