~CARTER~
The one thing I was most terrified about took place last night. I broke free, and I went straight for Scarlett. I can't tell if she's lying or telling me the truth. I don't know if I did the worst thing possible to her or did not hurt her at all.
I press both hands on her cheeks and stare deeply into her confused eyes, "Are you telling the truth, Scarlett?"
Her lips parted slightly, and f**k me; I wanted to kiss her without caring about who would see.
“I am," she whispers, her voice steady. "You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do."
I take a deep breath, letting go of her.
"What’s going on, Carter?" she demands, her eyes searching mine. "Why are you so worried that you hurt me?
I run a hand down my face. I had to get out of here. I touched her last night. My marks
