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Vincent headed for the door, and Marcus jumped up to see him off. Scarlett stayed in her seat, picking at her food-she wasn\u2019t hungry anymore, but she didn\u2019t want to be the first to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When dinner finally ended, everyone went their separate ways. Scarlett and Marvin walked back to the school together; their rooms were both in the teacher\u2019s dorm on campus. The small town was quiet at night, the moon hanging low in the sky, casting long shadows on the sidewalk. It was October, and the osmanthus trees lining the street were in bloom, filling the air with a sweet, cloying scent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett wasn\u2019t much of a talker, so the walk was quiet. Marvin finally broke the silence, shoving his hands in his pockets. \u201cMs. Theron, where did you go to college?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRivergate Medical College,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReally? I have a friend who graduated from there. Small world,\u201d he said, smiling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett nodded. \u201cYeah, it is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus said you\u2019re heading back to the city tomorrow?\u201d he asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sighed. \u201cYeah, my volunteer stint here is up. I need to get back to my practice.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marvin hesitated, then said, \u201cDo you think\u2026 maybe I could take you out to dinner sometime? When I\u2019m in Rivergate?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett paused. She liked Marvin\u2014he was kind, genuine, nothing like Vincent. She smiled. \u201cIf you\u2019re in the city, I\u2019ll treat you. Just let me know when you\u2019re coming.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marvin\u2019s face lit up, like a kid who\u2019d just gotten a present. \u201cAre you sure? I feel like I should pay -I asked you out, after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett laughed. \u201cIt\u2019s fine. My treat.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
By then, they\u2019d reached the school gate. What they didn\u2019t know was that Vincent and Marcus were standing in the shadows by the track, watching them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus nudged Vincent. \u201cDon\u2019t you think they make a cute couple? Dr. Theron\u2019s a great girl- kind, smart, good with the kids. Marvin\u2019s a good guy too. They\u2019d be perfect together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent stared at Scarlett and Marvin, his face unreadable. He thought back to the early years of their marriage-how Scarlett had clung to him, begging him to spend time with her, to look at her. He\u2019d ignored her, thinking her too clingy, too desperate. Then Vanessa was born, and Scarlett had stopped caring about herself-her hair was always a mess, her clothes stained with spit-up, her eyes tired. He hadn\u2019t touched her in years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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But she was still his wife. Even if he didn\u2019t want her, he didn\u2019t like seeing her with someone else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t say anything. Marcus took his silence for disinterest and kept talking. \u201cWhoever marries Dr. Theron is a lucky man. She\u2019s the kind of woman who makes a house a home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucky? Vincent thought. He\u2019d never felt lucky. He\u2019d felt trapped, annoyed, indifferent. But as he watched Scarlett laugh at something Marvin said, he felt a flicker of something he couldn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett and Marvin turned the corner toward the dorm, disappearing from sight. Marcus turned to Vincent. \u201cYou and Abbott both drank-you can\u2019t drive back to the city tonight. Why don\u2019t you stay at my place? It\u2019s small, but it\u2019s clean.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
There were no hotels in town-just a seedy motel on the edge of town, and Vincent would sooner sleep in his car than there. He stared at the dorm building, lost in thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had just closed her dorm room door when she heard a knock. She opened it, expecting Marvin-maybe he\u2019d forgotten something-but it was Marcus, with Vincent right behind him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019 room was right next to hers. He fumbled with his keys, then heard Vincent say, \u201cNo need, Marcus. I have somewhere else to stay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Marcus could ask where, Vincent walked over to Scarlett\u2019s door and knocked again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett frowned when she saw him. \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d Her voice was cold, no trace of the admiration or longing she\u2019d once had for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent didn\u2019t wait for an answer. He pushed past her and walked into the room, like he owned it. Marcus\u2019 eyes went wide, but Vincent closed the door behind him before he could say anything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room was tiny-a single bed with light green floral sheets, a desk, a small couch, and a bathroom in the corner. It was clean, but shabby-nothing like the luxury Vincent was used to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stood by the door, her arms crossed. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d She wasn\u2019t angry-just confused. Why was he here?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent sat down on the couch, his expensive suit sticking out like a sore thumb against the faded fabric. He looked up at her. \u201cI need a place to stay tonight. Do you mind?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If he had to choose between her tiny dorm room and Marcus\u2019 equally tiny house, he\u2019d pick hers. At least it smelled like her-like lavender and soap, not the cigar smoke that clung to Marcus\u2019 clothes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett smelled alcohol on his breath. She sighed. \u201cFine. But I\u2019ll sleep on the couch. You can take the bed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Once, she would\u2019ve rushed to make him comfortable-drawing him a bath, finding him clean clothes, tucking him in like he was a child. But that Scarlett was gone. She\u2019d learned the hard way that he didn\u2019t appreciate her efforts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She reached for the door, planning to grab a blanket from the closet for the couch, but Vincent said, \u201cScarlett, I need to take a shower.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He spoke like it was a command-like she was still his maid, not his soon-to-be ex-wife. He didn\u2019t want to ask her for anything, but he had no other choice. His suit was wrinkled, and he hated sleeping without a shower.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett turned around, her expression flat. \u201cThis isn\u2019t a hotel. The school has a public bathhouse around the corner. It\u2019s open until 10. You\u2019ll have to go there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent stared at her. He\u2019d expected her to comply, to find a way to help him. But she just stood there, unyielding. For the first time, he realized-she wasn\u2019t going to bend to his will anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And for some reason, that bothered him more than anything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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