Unknown Number: You don’t belong in her life. Walk away before it’s too late.
My blood went cold.
Victoria. She wasn’t going to heed my warning wasn’t she?
Scarlett had barely been gone for a few hours before I found myself wanting her back in my arms.
Now that I knew the truth, now that I knew she was carrying my child, I wasn’t going to let another night pass with her thinking she had to face this alone.
I grabbed my phone and shot her a text.
Christian: Come over. We need to talk.
She didn’t reply immediately, and I paced my apartment, checking my phone every five seconds like a man who’d never been ghosted before.
Finally, my phone vibrated.
Scarlett: On my way.
I let out a breath. Good.
When she arrived, she barely had time to say hello before I pulled her into my arms.
She let out a soft sound of surprise, but she didn’t pull away. If anything, she held on tighter.
It hit me then, just how exhausted she must be. How much weight she’d been carrying alone.
No more.
I wasn’t just going to stand beside her in this fight. I was going to make damn sure she never had to fight alone again.
I eased back, my hands framing her face as I searched her eyes.
“From now on, we’re honest with each other. No more holding back, no more protecting me by shutting me out,” I told her.
She swallowed, but she nodded.
“Good,” I murmured. I reached for my phone and pulled up my messages. “Because I need to show you something.”
Her brows knit as she took the device from my hands, her eyes scanning the screen.
She sucked in a sharp breath.
You don’t belong in her life. Walk away before it’s too late.
Her fingers clenched around the phone, knuckles white. “Victoria.”
I nodded. “I figured as much.”
Scarlett exhaled, running a hand through her hair. “I got a text too,” she admitted.
My jaw tightened. “What did it say?”
Her lips parted like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to tell me, but she stopped herself.
No more secrets.
She pulled out her phone and handed it to me.