✴ Scarlett ✴
"Ugh," I muttered as I finally managed to pull my gaze away from Damien and Kathy. The chatter of excited children surrounded me as group two worked diligently on their snowmen. The kids, aged eleven to fifteen, showed a surprising level of creativity. Adding scarves, sunglasses, and even hats to their frosty creations. I should have been focusing on helping them, and ensuring everyone was having a good time, but my thoughts were elsewhere. Or rather, on someone else. Kathy Davis. Kitty Kat. Damien’s high school 'girlfriend'. I used the word loosely. I crouched beside one of the kids, as I handed him a carrot for his snowman’s nose, but my mind wandered again. Kathy and Damien had been the 'it' couple back then, inseparable and perfect in that nauseatingly romantic way teenag
