CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

SCARLETT'S POV.

My legs were shaking as I made my way towards the Jeep that was waiting for me at the usual spot, all the while knowing that Abby was looking at me with worry in her eyes, but I didn't turn back to look at her, I just kept going, walking with my head a jumbled mess.

I couldn't even tell what I was feeling. Everything was all over the place. All my thoughts were making my heart ache, and I actually felt like I was going to choke, or explode or just straight up puke all over the floor, creating a show for everyone to see.

To say I was shattered after what I'd heard was an understatement. I was completely broken, so deeply hurt that I wondered how I was ever going to deal with the information I'd just absorbed. How was I going to get used to it?

"Scarlett?" Abby called, voice holding so much concern and fright over my horrible state. I didn't want to turn back because a part of me was angry at her for ruining my day, for ruining the fantasy I'd created in my head about