Third person POV
The office door clicked shut behind her, but it might as well have been a prison gate.
Scarlett staggered back until her spine hit the wall. Her knees buckled slightly under the weight of everything. The kiss, the fight, the blood on Nicholas’s lip, the rage in Jasper’s eyes, the way her body still reacted to his presence like it had forgotten all the reasons it shouldn’t.
What the hell was happening to her life?
She dragged in a shaky breath and pressed her hand to her chest. Her heart thumped violently, like it wanted to escape the prison of her ribs. Her mind swirled in chaotic circles.
This was not supposed to be her story.
Not the girl caught in the middle of two men throwing punches over her. Not the trending scandal of the week. Not the unfaithful wife. Not th
