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After Xavier retired for the night and Vincent went back upstairs to stay with Vanessa, Scarlett found herself alone in the first–floor living room, feeling strangely adrift.
Eventually, she too made her way up to the second floor.
With a familiar motion, she pushed open the door to the master bedroom–the room she had once shared with Vincent.
Flipping on the light, a palette of soft, light colors greeted her. The bed was made with lavender–colored sheets and pillowcases. The wardrobe and the dressing table were both in a pristine white…
Everything within sight was in a light, airy hue.
Standing in the middle of the room, Scarlett was overcome with a profound sense of estrangement. The room’s layout was unchanged, yet every object within it felt foreign.
In the past, eager to please Vincent, she had decorated strictly in the muted tones he preferred -blacks, whites, and
grays.
Now, Sabrina’s influence was undeniable. Traces of her were everywhere: a hairbrush and an array of skincare products on the dressing table, a medical textbook left open on the desk, an unused silk sleep mask beside a pillow, a pair of fluffy pink slippers tucked by the bedside…
Mixed in among these were Vincent’s belongings. Their things were intermingled, a silent testament to shared intimacy that conjured unwelcome images in Scarlett’s mind.
She had known intimacy with Vincent in this very room. Now, it clearly belonged to him and Sabrina. Countless moments of intimacy had unfolded here since.
Her painful reverie was broken by the sound of footsteps behind her.
She turned to see Vincent approaching. His tone was matter–of–fact. “It seems you’ll need to stay at Ravenshade Villa for the foreseeable future.”
Scarlett listened in silence, offering no reply. Vincent didn’t press her.
After a pause, he walked to the wardrobe and pulled open the door. Inside, a riot of colorful dresses, blouses, and loungewear was crammed together. Only a small, orderly section at one end was reserved for Vincent’s tailored shirts and suits.
The sight of the closet was a punch to the gut, vividly recalling the past. She had once tried to hang her clothes alongside his, only to find them mysteriously moved or removed the very next day.
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Vincent reached into the colorful mass of fabric, rummaged briefly, and pulled out a set of soft, seafoam–green silk pajamas.
He turned, holding them out to her. “These pajamas belong to Sabrina, but I don’t recall her ever wearing them. They should be clean. You can use them tonight. We’ll have all your personal necessities brought over tomorrow.”
Scarlett eyed the pajamas. They were lovely, but she made no move to take them. Instead, she lifted her gaze to meet his, her voice steady. “Vincent, when exactly do you plan to tell your grandfather that we are getting divorced?”
A note of entreaty entered his voice. “Given Grandfather’s current health condition, now is certainly not the time.”
Scarlett let out a slow breath. “If you can’t bring yourself to tell him, then I will.”
At this, Vincent instinctively caught her wrist. “I will tell him myself when the timing is right. Please don’t mention it to him now. It would only upset him.”
Scarlett had no desire to cause Xavier pain either. She slowly pulled her hand free from his grasp. Once released, she said coolly, “I’ll sleep in one of the guest rooms.”
Vincent’s hand shot out again, this time grasping her arm. “Sleep here.”
She allowed him to hold her, meeting his eyes with detached indifference. “Vincent, we are on the verge of a divorce. Maintaining separate sleeping arrangements is the appropriate boundary.”
For a long moment, he held her gaze, then slowly released his grip.
The moment she was free, Scarlett turned away, refusing to look at him again. As for the pajamas he still held, she would not deign to wear them.
To reach the guest wing, she had to pass Vanessa’s room. The door was slightly ajar. As Scarlett paused nearby, she heard her daughter’s voice, clearly on the phone.
She leaned closer, catching the words. “I’m not happy at all that Mom is home tonight.”
The words were a knife to the heart. Scarlett straightened up, the ache sharp and physical. Vanessa had once been so affectionate and clingy… What had she done to make her own daughter despise her so?
She continued down the hall to the guest room in a `daze.
Lying in a bed that was in a familiar house yet felt utterly alien, sleep refused to come. Resigned, she picked up her phone for distraction.
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The moment she opened her social media app, the first video that autoplayed was, once again, Sabrina’s.
This time, the background was a dimly lit bar. The framing was the same–showing only from her chin down to her waist.
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