Scarlet took up to the sky, wings outstretched and she flew above the houses until they became tiny figures. She flew like it was the most natural thing to do and she could still feel the hurt and rage burning within her.
Her mother had gotten it all wrong. Her mother didn't trust her anymore. Her mother thought she killed Melanie's parents, thought she was a monster. Scarlet couldn't stop thinking about it all. Her mother had read her diary. There was no doubt she already knew everything about her, about her breakup with Johan and how he and Adam had set her up, about Melanie being the first to like Johan and about their fight when she thought it was because of Johan but rather, it was because of her father.
