Saving Scarlett 소설 & 이야기

She looked at my dad and asked, "Connor, if you could go back in time, would you still marry me?" My dad turned to meet her gaze, but he said nothing. My mom finally shed tears of anguish. I sighed and said, "Mom, a true leading lady will never be obsessed with love. Even without a man, she can live an incredible life." For the first time, my mom did not argue with me. Then, she noticed the scars on my exposed arms. As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?"

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

Aidan smirked arrogantly, but he had underestimated the determination of a trapped bird seeking freedom. "Fine, I'll just play the video. I'm afraid that if I play the recording, you'll argue that it's not you in it." Scarlett held up her phone. As the screen flashed, my chest tightened. I covered her phone, stopping her from continuing. Scarlett struggled, wanting to keep playing it, but I was stronger than her, and she couldn't resist.

**Elara Falls Ill** The once-bustling den of the pack, a place of laughter and camaraderie, had transformed into a sanctuary of despair, shrouded in a somber stillness that was almost palpable. In the heart of this space, nestled among the softest of grasses and verdant leaves, lay Elara, the pack's esteemed healer—her presence a calming beacon now muted by the grasp of illness. A heavy silence enveloped the den, punctuated only by her shallow, labored breaths and the anxious shuffling of her companions, Caden and Lily, who were desperately trying to provide solace during this harrowing time.

“You said you’d hide me. You said you’d protect me and my baby!” Kira’s eyes darted to the scrubs, then back. “I’m sorry. He said, he said the only way to keep you alive was to convince you to—” Scarlett’s gasp cut her off. The doctors approached with restrained scissors and trays of instruments. Scarlett’s heels scrambled on the marble. Kira stepped forward, voice urgent. “Scarlett, I’m doing this because… because he said if you have that child, Adrian will never stop hunting you.”

"...Scarlett is the one who bleeds for it." I looked away. "I think it's time you told her." She finally said. "You know I won't." Not now. Maybe not ever. I turned the empty glass slowly in the desk, watching the glass catch the light, anything to avoid the pity on her face. A knock interrupted whatever she might have said next. "Am I interrupting?" A very familiar, high pitched female voice came. Vittoria let herself in without waiting for an answer, the way she always did, her hair loose over one shoulder, her eyes finding me the second she walked in.

she pecks Aiden again and gently gives gives him to her before rushing downstairs She greets her uncle watching morning news, forcing a cup of warm coffee down her throat and blows kiss to them before dashing outside yelling goodbye. COCTO INNOVATIONS Scarlett is smartly dressed in a white long sleeve shirt and pencil black skirt with long slit at the front . She catwalks inside " Uh what's going on " she looks around puzzled as she sees everyone packing their things with a frown on their face while some was sobbing , everywhere was crowded with moving people

When the call ended, I stood there for a long time, the silence pressing down on me. They hadn’t meant to hurt Tristan. They’d meant to hurt me. And now he was lying in a hospital bed because of it. A notification blinked across my phone screen before I could stop it. Breaking: SCARLETT VALE SPEAKS OUT — “My Heart Breaks for Them Both.” The sight of her name made my stomach twist, but I tapped anyway. The video opened. Scarlett stood outside her mansion, perfectly dressed in white, one manicured hand clutching Cassian’s arm. Reporters crowded around her, microphones angled toward her trembling lip.

"Scarlett! What are you trying to pull now? Today is your sister's wedding. If you cause trouble, I'll have you thrown out immediately!" "Cause trouble?" Scarlett let out a quiet laugh. "Didn't you hear me? I said I came to give a gift." She tilted her head slightly. "What? My sister's getting married-am I not allowed to bring a present?" Mossa studied her, suspicious. Before she could say anything- Scarlett lifted her hand and snapped her fingers. The large screen behind them, which had been playing a montage of the couple's sweet moments, suddenly flickered- Then changed. A new scene appeared.

I’d taken her devotion for granted and belittled the very woman who’d given up everything to stand beside me. It had been years since I’d felt that kind of joy with her—the kind that made everything else asides us seem irrelevant. Before Marcus could continue, the door opened. Scarlett swept in, dressed in a sleek red dress that hugged her figure, her expression one of practiced sympathy. “Alexander,” she cooed, moving to my side and resting a hand on my arm. “You look exhausted. Still no word from Evelyn? I hate to say it, but… maybe the rumors are true. Maybe she really did find someone else. I mean, she was just an omega. Perhaps she felt she couldn’t keep up with—”