Scarlet and her aunt watched as Andrew left them alone in the room. It was now late, coming to midnight and Scarlet didn't feel like leaving her aunt at all, she couldn't shake off the feeling of absolute terror crawling up her spine. The Lords of Order's death and Oblivion's return were all surprises to her, swallowing her whole.
"Scarlet."
Her aunt called.
She turned.
"I want you to know that I didn't want to hurt you. It's just that talking about your mother breaks my heart sometimes. I never thought that I would tell you about her like this."
Scarlet smiled, "I know it's hard talking about them, I also try so hard not to think about them because I may just burst into tears once I do. They played a big part in who I am today and for that am grateful."
