“I asked if you were done talking s**t, Scarlett? I can see through you, and you will not hurt me, not anymore…” I said, and she gasped.
“Are you sure?” she smirked, and then leaned forward, “Watch me,” she stood up.
“Fred! Come, sit with us!” she said, and Frederick, bless his naive soul, smirked and then moved around to sit in the seat opposite mine.
“Come here, love,” he said to Scarlett, and she looked at me with a taunting glare. She knew that seeing her with Fred would affect me.
I bet she wanted me to crumble before them, but as soon as she sat beside him, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I picked it up, and it was an unknown number.
“Landed in Italy, heading to my meeting… I´ll see you tomorrow,” The message read.
“We are taking off,” I typed back.
“Be safe,” he typed,
