Chapter 153

Scarlett

hapter 153

Scarlett’s POV

I took a deep breath, stradying myself, forcing my emotions to stay buried, even though each of their faces pulled painfully at the strings around my heart. Td known them as strong, confident, proud men neer in a thousand years would I have imagined seeing them so broken, so list.

Clay, once vibrant and full of life, was now a shadow of himself, his face hollow, eyes sunken and rimmed with dark circles. Maxwell’s haggard appearance shocked me; his shirt hung loose, and he looked so weary, so defeated. And Lucian his unkempt heard, his gaunt frame, the helplessness in his eye was almost unrecognizable. It was as if each of them had been carved out, hollowed by their pain and regret.

“Scarlett…” Lucian’s voice was barely a whisper, fragile and uncertain, like he was afraid his words might Skatter me. I forced myself to meet his gaze ignoring the wave of emotions stirring inside me.

“What do the three of you want from me?” I asked, my voice colder than I intended. “Haven’t you taken enough already?” My words struck them like a