Scarlett’s point of view
My eyelids fluttered open, a sharp pain cut through my head, leaving it throbbing hard. I sat up on the bed, letting my feet brush against the floor. I strode to the bathroom, my brain numb. I didn't want to think of everything that had happened; my chest was tight, and a sharp pang kept cutting through, but I ignored it. The truth was a bigger pill to swallow, and I had to face it. I've tried my best to avoid it like it didn't exist, but unfortunately, it does. I failed to protect Asherly; I broke the promise I made to that little girl, and because of me, she was no more.
As I stepped into the shower, I turned on the tap, letting the cold water descend over me, wetting my clothes. I slumped against the walls, collapsing on the ground, surrendering to exhaustion.
