Scarlett let out a long sigh as soon as the door was closed and the distance between her and him was permanent once again.
How...
How had he known where to find her? Was he stalking her? And why was her heart fluttering at the thought?! Stalking is a crime! An criminal offense! Not something to have butterflies over!
But she was so angry still. Her hands had started to shake and her breathing had become erratic as her chest heaved up and down.
How dare he show up after a decade and ask her to "talk?" Who the fuck did he think he was!
Scarlett scoffed and walked over to the fridge to pour herself a glass of cold water, and she chugged it in one go. But it wasn't enough to cool the fire raging in the pit of her stomach.
