C38 KILLIAN'S POV

Scarlett stood in the corner of the grand palace, her eyes downcast and her posture slumped. She looked like a mere piece of rag to me, her once vibrant red hair now dulled and her elegant gown hanging off her frame. The more I looked at her, the more upset I was. Everything around me seemed dull and lifeless compared to the sight of her standing there, alone and forgotten.

"Scarlett