Chapter 12 Scarlett povThe sensation on my skin made my hair stand on end with unease. A man in dark sunglasses, hands tucked into his pockets, approached me. He felt otherworldly, radiating an energy that was hard to define."Hey, princess, can you hand me the cake posh? A customer needs it," a colleague called out, waving his hands. But my attention was solely on the man coming closer. I lost my balance on the stool I was using to organize the store's products. I took a deep breath as my colleague hurried over, his hand brushing against the man who was slowly making his way toward me."Oh, sorry, sir!" my colleague said, but the man only smirked in response."Scar..." he began to say my name, but I interrupted him, my jaw dropping in disbelief. "What’s with that look?" he asked."Nothing, it’s not your concern."He shrugged, opened the door, grabbed the cake posh, and walked away. I stepped back, wanting to avoid any connection. If he was indeed supernatural, he might sense m
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