✴ Scarlett ✴
The morning light filtered through the windows of Matthews Couture, casting a golden glow on the showroom floor. Everything seemed normal, but there was a buzz in the air that I couldn’t quite place. As I hung my coat on the rack and stepped into the office, Karen’s excited voice cut through the quiet.
“Scarlett! Did you hear the news?” she questioned, and I paused as I raised an eyebrow.
“Good morning to you too, Karen. What news?” I asked as casually as I could. After the incident just the other day with regards to Damien, I had no idea what to expect from Karen. She leaned against the edge of her desk, her eyes wide with barely contained excitement.
“On my way to work, I heard something rather interesting,”
“Oh? What did you hear?” I didn’t want to entertain gossip,
