LOGAN POV
When Scarlet turned to look at me, it felt as if my entire world was crumbling. Her cheeks were stained with tears, and I could sense the weight of her anguish, like a tempest raging within me, something I couldn't contain. In that instant, all I wanted was to confront her father. But as I approached, she collapsed into my embrace, weeping uncontrollably. I held her close, my fury simmering as I directed my glare at her father.
“I wasn’t going to do anything,” he protested, preemptively defending himself before I could utter a word.
“Everything will be alright,” I murmured to Scarlet, my fingers soothingly combing through her hair. My immediate concern was to comfort her before addressing this dire situation.
"Let’s go," she said, attempting to regain her composure, though th
