Time progressed.
The minutes turned into days.
The days turned into weeks.
And the weeks rapidly turned into two months.
Her wounds were completely healed and Scarlett had settled back into her old routine. It had been hectic, between running ‘ink and espressos’ and trying to prepare for her exhibition and preparing for Grace’s wedding at the same time, her days were almost always filled with one activity or the other, but she wasn’t complaining.
Wade and her had settled into a routine too, apparently he had actually meant it when he offered friendship to her. They tried to eat as many meals as they could together outside of their crazy schedules, and there was no more ignoring each other, no more biting remarks and no more hate between them, at least not on her part. They were even
