Scarlett’s POV

Serena’s voice is soft, almost sugar-sweet, but it drips with something else beneath the surface — something sharp and taunting.

“It’s nothing,” she says quickly when Killian walks in. “I was just having a small talk with Scarlett and apologizing for ruining her dress.”

Her smile is brief, polite, but her eyes flick toward me — a glint of triumph hiding in their depths. Then she disappears, her perfume lingering in the air like poison disguised as roses.

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