C25 Twenty Five

SCARLET

When we arrived at the apartment, I went straight to my bed. Katherine seemed to understand that I wasn’t in the mood, so she asked Nate to go home. I lied on my bed and buried my face on the pillows.

I wasn’t a crybaby, but I’d cried a lot before, whenever I missed Mom or when I was forced to marry Raoul or the other heartbreaks in the past. I let out my emotion moderately