Ethan’s POV

I couldn’t get the images from the banquet out of my mind as I drove through the city. The lights outside the window blurred together. For years, I thought I knew Scarlett.

In my memories, she’d always been warm, a little selfish, but never cruel. But tonight, thinking of all the things she’d done. Hurting Rachel, lying about Katelyn, stirring up trouble just to get my attention, there was nothing left of the woman I used to know.

The more I replayed it, the more I felt ...