Scarlett’s Point of View
I snapped my eyes open as a sharp pain pierced through my head. I attempted to lift my head to soothe my skull, but I was unable to do so; my eyes widened in shock as I realized that both my feet and hands were bound to the chair.
Darting my gaze around the room, I attempted to discern my surroundings, but everything was shrouded in darkness; I couldn't see anything at all.
I frowned as I looked around. Although I couldn't see anything, I was certain of one thing: this was definitely not a prison.
“Did you think you could get away with killing my brother?” My body heat rose at the sound of the voice. I recognized it; I could never be mistaken. This was definitely Mark, Miller's husband.
The lights were turned on, and my eyes widened as I saw Nick and Mark seat
