Chapter 151

Scarlett’s POV

Could it really be true? The three of them, here, in the mansion? I stared at Martha, disbelief tightening my chest.

“They forced you to come here?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper, but Martha shook her head gently.

“No, Scarlett. They didn’t force me. They begged me, pleaded with me to come, to ask for your forgiveness and bring you home. I chose to speak with yost alone first while they meet with Keith. They’re desperate, Scarlett,” she explained. Her words hit me hard, and suddenly, I understood why Keith had been vo tense, why he hadn’t wanted me to leave the room. He knew the effect they had on me and didn’t trust that I could keep myself steady with them to close

But the memories of the pain, the rejection, and the betrayal washed over me like a cold wave. I shook my head, bracing myself against it all.

“I can’t go back, Martha. I’m sorry, but I won’t. I won’t return to that place-a place where I was treated like dirt, where no one cared about me or respected me. I was nothing more than a burden there. My own father was despised, and people constantly plotted against me. And my mates… they were supposed to be my refuge, but instead, they were the source of my deepest pain. I can’t go back to that hell, Martha.”

I stood, the resolve in my heart hardening. If they were here, then I’d face them. I’d look each of them in the eye and fell them they’d wasted their time coming. I wasn’t their object of suffering anymore. They had no power over me now.