Chapter 181

Scarlett’s POV

Waking up from that horrible nightmare, feeling Clay’s steady presence beside me, brought me a rate moment of peace in the nightmare, I’d been overtakey by something dark, something cruel and vengeful, and it had destroyed everything and everyone I cared about. I hadte: heen myself it was as of a twisted force had taken control, leaving me helpless as Lucian, Maxwell, and Clay tried to reasf me, tried to save me.

That darkness consumed everything, a terrifying reminder of what unchecked anger and Bitterness could grow into. But how had that vision come to me he as I was beginning to let go of some of the pain? After Lucian’s words, after his release, I had fei: fighter, almost ready to tell Maxwell I wasn’t leaving, kund then the vision swept over me.

It left me wondering if fate was warning me to let go of all my grudges. But I wasn’t sure I could. There were names etched into my memory, a list of people who’d hurt me, people who deserved justice.

I knew Maxwell had dealt with Bianca, that she was locked up and stripped of her power, but she was only the first. David, the bearded man, Stasia, Tasha, and Timothy… each of them had played a part in my suffering, and I wanted them to pay.

If Martha hadn’t helped me out, if Ebenezer hadn’t stumbled upon me that night, if Keith hadn’t shown me kindness and given me shelter, I might not even be here now. When Lucian and the others found me, they claimed they’d come back for me, but by then, I could’ve been dead, frozen solid in the snow. If I had somehow survived, I would have been scarred, frostbitten, maybe with lost fingers, hands, or worse.

So how could I let all that go? How could I simply forgive those who had thrown me away, who had cast me aside so easily? I knew I’d begun to heal, to allow some of my bitterness to fade, but that didn’t mean I’d release the rest of them from accountability. Those people had wronged me, and I still held their names close, a vow that justice would be served.