SCARLETTAn idle mind is the devil’s workshop, right?I’ve been keeping myself busy round the clock since Ashley walked in on me and Logan, seconds before I’d have let him go all the way with me on what was no doubt their matrimonial bed. The shame and guilt eating me inside out endlessly and the only way to avoid thinking back to that night was to work myself until my mind went numb.I was so dedicated to that ordeal that I was working after hours, while I walked to the break room yo get some coffee for an energy boost, I realized that almost everyone and headed home asides from the security team.A tune was on replay in my head and I hummed while the coffee maker did its thing.As I reached for a coffee mug, a harsh to wind blew and the doors and windows of the break room were slammed shut. I nearly jumped out of my skin and the mug slipped from my hand, shattering a few inches away from my toes.“Fucking hell,” I hissed at the mess before me, rolling my eyes and cursing the weather

LOGANMy blood was boiling with anger, I didn't know what I’d do to Ashley if Scarlett was lost forever because of her incurable jealousy.“Ashley!” I banged the door, “Ashley open this fucking door, now!” I groaned as I felt Scarlett’s lungs empty of air.I needed to get to her as soon as possible, and it was driving me batshit crazy.“Ashley! If you don't open this door in the next five seconds, we’re fucking done! I mean it!” I resorted to threats, and I meant every single word that left my lips.By now, I’d stopped feeling Scarlett’s pain, it was as though she’d given up on fighting and barely had a pulse. Since she had completely blacked out, she was no longer in pain, her soul was just on a different plane, so I was relieved of my former pain and could stand on my feet again.But that was of no use since the door was still impossible to force open. It was no doubt being sealed shut by a magic spell and the fact that Ashley was purposely locking me away to keep me from helping Sc

SCARLETTNo one else at the breakfast table shared my surprise.It was barely 9 am and moving men were moving through the house with Logan’s belongings but no one was asking any questions. In fact, they all seemed oddly quiet as they chomped down their meal like this was a usual occurrence.Blake and Alex were particularly getting on my nerves because they’d been giving me weird looks since last night while we drove home after another near death experience, and they were still giving me the same odd looks.I’d concluded that they were hiding something from me and some part of me wondered if they’d learned of my recent involvement with Logan and were actively judging me for it. Just as that thought registered, Logan joined us at the table and all three men exchanged odd glances that made my heart drop to my stomach.Did they really know? Fuckk.I swallowed hard and tried not to jump to any unnecessary conclusions, forcing a chunk of croissant down my desert dry throat to drown out my t