Page 1 of His Scarlette Obsession
Friend-zoned.
That’s what I’ve been my whole life.
Or at least, ever since I met Vaughn.
But...I didn’t want to admit this at first.
I don’t think anyone would call me ‘stubborn’, but with Vaughn?
He’s the one thing I was pretty pigheaded about.
Everyone in my grandmother’s small town knows about my childhood crush on Vaughn. Everyonealsothinks I have no chance, with how Vaughn’s never made a move.
Like ever.
But...I’ve always begged to differ. Quietly.
I’ve always held on to hope. Quietly.
Until now.
One day, I just woke up, and I suddenly felt restless. Purposeless. Direction-less.
Grandma Jackie has always invited me to go to church to her, but I’ve always made excuses. It’s just not for me, you know?
Or at least that’s another thing Iusedto feel...until now.
I guess I’ve gotten to the point where I’m desperate enough to try.
Just, you know,reallytry believing that God’s real, and so if He is, then okay, let me try praying to Him for real, too.
So, God...
If You really are real...
I want to hear it from You.
Do I truly have zero chances with Vaughn?
If it’s You who says so, I promise I’ll listen.
And if Vaughn isn’t Your choice for me, then who is?
Give me a sign.
Please.
Lykan
She lived here.
Not died. That came later on royal ground, still married to the king. Still wearing the title of Queen Consort, though by then everyone knew it was just a title.
But before all that, before the disgrace, the pills, the exile in all but name, she lived here. In this building.
Shannen Caldwell.
My mother.
