Chapter 9: She Fell in Pool
(Celeste's POV)
Scarlett sat before me, the firelight from the small hearth casting her delicate features in soft shadows. Her auburn hair framed her pale face, and her emerald green eyes glistened with tears that sat precariously on the brink of falling.
"Celeste," her voice so heavy with emotion it almost felt real. She reached up and dabbed at her eyes with trembling fingers. "I... I need to say this. I owe you so much.”
I said nothing. I watched her, silent and still, leaning back against the chair even as a persistent ache hummed through my arms.
Scarlett dropped her gaze, her fingers twisting together in her lap. "I’ve wronged you. In so many ways. And I..." She paused, her voice cracking delicately, the faintest sob catching in her throat. Sh
