Third person’s POV
The next morning, the sunlight creeping through the curtains felt like an intrusion more than a comfort. Scarlett stirred in bed, her body heavy with exhaustion that sleep had done nothing to ease. Her eyes burned from the tears she hadn’t cried. She lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, numb and unsure whether she even had the strength to move.
The events of yesterday played like a broken record in her mind. Edward’s apology. Jasper’s fierce dismissal of Cassie. The confusing whirl of emotions Jasper stirred in her with every cold touch and fleeting warmth.
Dragging herself out of bed, Scarlett wrapped herself in a soft robe and padded into the bathroom. As she splashed cold water on her face, she caught her reflection, and for a second, she barely rec
