The VIP suite was silent. A week had passed. Scarlett was kept under observation for what the doctors called ‘severe emotional trauma’ after the car incident. A convenient excuse.Her friends had just left. It was just Julian, Scarlett, and his mentor.Julian’s mentor paced in the corner. He couldn't sit still.His eyes darted between Scarlett’s pale face and Julian."Julian," he finally said. "About Aurora... you should know—""My head!"Scarlett cried out, her hands flying to her head. She writhed, curling into a ball of manufactured pain. She dug her nails into Julian’s arm, her voice trembling."It hurts... Julian, I'm remembering that night again."Her nails dug into his arm. He forgot everything else, turning to rub her back."Don't think about it. It's over.""No!" Scarlett shot her head up, eyes wide with terror. "She wanted to die and drag me down with her! She's crazy, Julian! She grabbed me, dragged me into the middle of the street, screaming she was going to get us both
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