~SCARLETT~
The full moon finally appeared.
I had managed to stay away from Carter all this time. Yet, part of me desperately wished he would show up at my window again. That he would stay by my side.
I sat in my room, with my sheet draped over half my body, gazing out the window.
I knew I should keep it closed, but like last time, I left it wide open. It was an invitation—for him to know I was willing to let him into my room, into my life.
I realized I might regret this decision later, but at that moment, I didn’t care.
I wanted this. I wanted him.
I wanted him here. I longed for one last night of passion between us. It wasn’t just a desire; it was a need. I needed Carter. I was tempted to drive to his place and beg him to hold me.
As the clock struck midnight, my heart sank when
