~ Karl’s POV ~
Nothing makes sense to me or should I say that I am no longer able to use my brain whenever this woman is involved. Her body is bruised and her lips are still blue, but at least she is breathing. Yeah, she is yet to regain consciousness.
I can’t believe that I brought her back to my home. I am not sure if my aunt will toast me alive or if she is going to bury me six feet under. She is surely going to think that I have brought some trouble for me, but how could I make her understand that Scarlet is not like others?
She makes me believe in the things in which I have stopped putting my faith. The promises, the love and all the other nice things… she makes me want to believe in those things in which I never believed.
I don’t know why, but whenever I look into her eyes, I ju
