Chapter 10

Amelia’s POV I sat directly across from Scarlett, tuning out the noise around me. From the second she walked through the door, I hadn’t been able to stop staring. Scarlett Taylor is actually Shadow? My hands tightened in my lap, nails digging into my palms as shock twisted into resentment. A server came by with juice. Scarlett accepted it with a sweet smile, her voice light and pleasant. That voice… it yanked me right back to that awful day when I barged into Everett’s office—only to find him pinning Scarlett against his desk, kissing her like no one else in the world existed. Ever since then, every time Scarlett called Everett “Mr. Robinson” in that polite, businesslike tone, the memory smashed into my head like a tidal wave. And every time, the jealousy only grew worse… festering into something huge and all-consuming. I hated Scarlett. Hated that she was with the man who was supposed to be mine. If not for her, things would be completely different between me and Everett. Scarlett too