Better Left Unsaid

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I suggest you to play songs while reading so you can feel the story more..

You can play "Dandelions" by Ruth B while reading this. Thank You! 🫶🏻

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Y/N's POV:

Almost there...

And...

I'm home.

"I'm back!" I yelled and no one responded

Are they all sleep?

I didn't know that Carmen was behind me while I was drinking a glass of water.

"Welcome home." Carmen stated

"DUDE! Seriously? You scared the shit out of me." I stated rubbing my chest almost dropping the glass that I was holding

"Sorry, did I scare you?" She stated

"Well, obviously." I stated then we laughed

"Are you seriously drinking coffee at this hour? It's literally 10:00 pm." I stated checking the time

"I was waiting for you to call." She stated

"Oh sorry. I should've texted you." I replied

"Shall we go to sleep now?" I stated

"We shall, Goodnight Y/N." Carmen stated

"Goodnight Carmen." I replied then I went to my room

As I was talking my dress off, I remember what just happened minutes ago.

Fuck.

Her hands on my waist.

Her warm breath making contact with my skin.

Her scent of roses.

I then remember the day she held my shoulders.

Thanks to that rug... I fell for her.

Like literally fell on the floor with her.

Am I too clumsy?

Whatever...

I want to see her again...

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Scar's POV:

Damn it.

It's daytime again...

This is the last day of our 'getting to know each other' week.

I then wake up and see Colin leaving early.

"I'm off to work. Tell your friend I would like to meet her again. She's awesome and different." He stated then he left

"Bye. I'm not coming home tonight." I stated then I went to take a bath

I then remembered what happened last night...

What we're you thinking Scarlett?

What was I thinking?

I was thinking about happiness...

About her.

That's what I'm thinking.

The way she's a gentlewoman.

The way she fell.

It was all in slow motion.

Her eyes.

Her face was just inches away from mine.

The way I pinned her on the wall...

She was trembling and her face was glowing red.

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