Stephen's POV 

"This was a mistake," I told Scarlett, sighing heavily, "All of it. I shouldn't be here. Let's go." I turned and walked away from what I'd seen. The first blush of romance, right there, in front of my eyes. A hundred years ago or yesterday, it didn't matter. It was obvious. I wasn't going to stand in its way. I wasn't going to stand in HER way of finding happiness. 

"Stephen, wait, hold up," Scarlett called frantically, grasping my arm, "It might not ...