SCARLETTE
He simply looked strange, bags under his eyes and the skin on his cheeks hollowed. The sagging skin in his body showed the weight he lost in those days I hadn't seen him.
"Scarlette,"
"Travis, you look...Are you alright?"
"Can I come in?" he asked for permission. His eyes peered at Caelan, who appeared firm and intimidating in front of him as if telling him he wasn't welcome to come in. Travis' eyes were so guarded; he looked like he would have liked to set his eyes anywhere but on Caelan.
"Yes, of course," I told him, gently pushing Caelan's stiff body to give Travis space to pass through, so he could come in without them grazing each other's bodies.
I touched Caelan's arms. He looked at me with blankness.
"Let me talk to him. This will be quick." I tiptoed to give hi
