Mia’s POV
The tension in the air was almost suffocating as I stepped into the living room. Scarlet and Layla were waiting for me, their expressions smug and predatory. Behind them, the brothers stood like silent spectators, their gazes locked on me as if they were waiting for a show to begin.
“Here she is,” Scarlet sneered, crossing her arms. “The little saint who thinks she can walk all over us and get away with it.”
I stopped in my tracks, my eyes narrowing slightly. I had no idea what they planned, but I could tell it wasn’t going to be pleasant. My instincts screamed at me to turn and walk away, but I knew that would only encourage them.
“What do you want?” I asked, keeping my tone as calm as I could.
Layla smirked, stepping forward. “We want answers, Mia. What happened last night
