Scarlett’s POV
His husky voice made me tremble. “What is your name?”
“Scarlett,” I replied softly, and to my surprise, a smile crept across my face. A sudden surge of warmth coursed through me, surprising in its intensity, as if I were reconnecting with a forgotten part of myself.
“Finn,” he said, a matching smile lighting up his eyes. “Call me Finn.”
“Finn,” I repeated, savoring the sound, letting it roll off my tongue as if it were a name I was meant to say.
He stared at me, his deep blue eyes piercing through the walls I had built. They weren’t just beautiful; they were magnetic, drawing me in, making it impossible to look away. I felt my heart flutter, my breath catching as I tried to memorize every detail of his face. It was like he was trying to see beyond my brokenness, searchi
