CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
SCARLETT’S POV
A DANGEROUS WANT
Reed is looking at me as though I have risen from the dead, like I am something unreal standing in front of him, someone he is not entirely convinced is actually here. There is disbelief in his eyes, but there is something else too, something deeper and far more unsettling, something that makes my chest tighten in a way I am not prepared for.
I had no idea I would feel this… affected by the realization that he missed me. If someone had told me on the very first day I met him, when all we did was clash and tear into each other like we were born enemies, that there would come a moment like this, where he would look at me as though my presence alone matters, I would have laughed in their face without a second thought.
“I’m glad you’re ok
