Chapter 38

Scarlett’s POV

“And she hates me,” I thought to myself. I considered lying, I admit it, telling her that William didn’t hate her. But the pain would be worse. I looked at her with compassion and extended my arms to hug her. Her hands surrounded me, and I smiled.

“It will pass, I promise,” I said.

“Do you think he’ll ever come to love me?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I confessed. “I hope so.”

“I never thought we’d become friends. I hope your vacation with my fiancé goes well,” the way she emphasized the word ‘fiancé’ didn’t go unnoticed. But I decided not to engage in an unnecessary argument. Being with Mérida wasn’t as bad as I initially thought it would be. I’ve realized that everyone in this house has millions of problems, from Francis, who left, to Olive, who still lives in this house and constantly disappears.

I glanced towards the door with the feeling that someone was watching us, and I saw William’s silhouette. When he saw me, he smil