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Vincent frowned, his voice tight. \u201cIs there really no other option?\u201d He hated the idea of a public bathhouse-crowded, unhygienic, nothing like the marble bathroom in his penthouse. But he couldn\u2019t sleep without a shower; the day\u2019s grime and alcohol made his skin itch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett could\u2019ve offered to let him use the small bathroom in her dorm-she had a portable water heater she\u2019d borrowed from the school-but she wasn\u2019t in the mood to be nice. \u201cNo,\u201d she said, short and final.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she turned and left. Letting him stay in her room was already more than he deserved. She wasn\u2019t about to coddle him like she used to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Scarlett left, Vincent paced the tiny room, his expensive shoes clicking against the linoleum floor. The space was clean-Scarlett had always been neat-but it felt cramped, suffocating. He pulled out his phone and called Abbott. \u201cFind a driver in town. We\u2019re heading back to Rivergate right now.\u201d He\u2019d rather spend three hours in a car than one night in this dorm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett walked to the school parking lot, climbed into her old sedan, and folded down the back seats. She spread a blanket over the upholstery and lay down-October nights were mild, so she didn\u2019t need much warmth. But she\u2019d barely closed her eyes when she heard voices outside\u2014 Abbott and Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Stewart, Ms. Monroe is here with Vanessa. They should be here any minute,\u201d Abbott said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A second later, bright headlights cut through the dark. A sleek black car pulled up, and Vanessa\u2019s voice rang out, high and excited. \u201cDaddy!\u201d She jumped out and ran into Vincent\u2019s arms, clinging to him like a koala.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d Vincent asked, lifting her up. His gaze softened when he looked at Vanessa, but it turned cold when it landed on Sabrina, who was stepping out of the car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina didn\u2019t get a chance to answer. Vanessa poked Vincent\u2019s cheek, grinning. \u201cI missed you! And Sabrina said you\u2019d hate staying in the country, so she wanted to come pick you up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent smiled faintly. \u201cYou have school tomorrow. Aren\u2019t you worried about being late?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI care more about you sleeping well!\u201d Vanessa said, wrapping her arms around his neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s chest tightened. He thought of Scarlett-how she\u2019d left him in that dorm without a second glance, how she\u2019d never once asked if he was comfortable. Sabrina, at least, cared enough to drive all this way.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s get in the car,\u201d Sabrina said, stepping closer. She touched Vincent\u2019s arm, her fingers lingering just long enough to be noticeable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vincent put Vanessa in the backseat, then turned to Sabrina. \u201cThanks for coming.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina stood under a streetlight, her face half in shadow. Her eyes were soft, warm-nothing like Scarlett\u2019s cold indifference. They stood close, so close that if Vanessa hadn\u2019t been watching, they might\u2019ve kissed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett watched from her car, her throat tight. She\u2019d told herself she was over him, that their marriage was just a mistake. But seeing him with Sabrina-laughing, touching, looking at each other like they belonged together-it still hurt. Tears pricked her eyes, and she turned away, staring at the dashboard until their car drove off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning, Scarlett packed her things. It was her last day in the town-her two-month volunteer stint was over. The school held a small farewell ceremony; the kids gave her drawings, and Marcus handed her a bouquet of wildflowers. She felt a twinge of sadness, but it was time to go home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back in Rivergate, she stopped by Ravenshade Villa to collect her things. She\u2019d lived there for two years, but most of her stuff was just clutter-she only took her medical books, her clothes, and a few photos of her family. The rest, she left behind. She didn\u2019t need reminders of her marriage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next day, she arrived at the hospital early. The chief surgeon asked her to assist with a pediatric surgery-her first since returning. She was scrubbing in when a familiar voice spoke up beside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked up, surprised. It was Nolan Huntley-her college classmate, the one who\u2019d been top of their year alongside her. \u201cNolan? What are you doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Nolan smiled, his eyes crinkling. \u201cI\u2019m here for a consult surgery. You free at noon? Let\u2019s grab lunch-I owe you for that time you helped me study for finals.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett laughed. \u201cSure. My treat, though-I\u2019m the one who\u2019s back in town.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNoon it is,\u201d Nolan said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At lunch, they went to a quiet soup restaurant. Scarlett remembered Nolan hated spicy food, so she ordered a creamy corn soup and a plate of steamed fish. \u201cIt\u2019s been what-five years?\u201d she said, ladling soup into his bowl.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSix,\u201d Nolan corrected. \u201cHow\u2019ve you been?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood,\u201d Scarlett said, avoiding the details. She didn\u2019t want to talk about Vincent, about the divorce, about Vanessa\u2019s anger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Nolan noticed the faint ring mark on her finger. \u201cYou got married?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett nodded. \u201cYeah. I have a daughter-she\u2019s five, really cute.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan grinned. \u201cCongrats! Why didn\u2019t you tell us? We would\u2019ve thrown you a party.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett looked down at her soup. \u201cWe didn\u2019t have a wedding. Just\u2026 eloped, I guess.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan sensed she didn\u2019t want to talk about it, so he changed the subject. \u201cWhat\u2019s your specialty now? I remember you loved pediatrics.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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