Ashton’s words were directed at Emery, though his gaze was on me.

I had this odd sensation that he was seeing someone else as he looked at me. Or maybe, he’s just like Emery and the rest. They see me as the dead “Scarlett”, yet they won’t let me become the real Scarlett.

Emery wasn’t a woman to be trifled with, but faced with Ashton’s firm demeanor, she could only agree meekly. “I’ll give you a proper explanation.”

She dragged me out of the room after that.

As we reached the door, Ashton’s deep voice rang out. “You may not be able to carry the burdens of another person’s life. Don’t overestimate your abilities.”

I heard his meaning loud and clear. I’m not Scarlett, and I don’t deserve her life.

 

Little did he know that his attitude only served to strengthen my resolve. I glanced at Gregory out of the corner of my eye, my emotions still a jumbled mess.

After leaving The Jade, Emery offered to drive me home.

 

excruciatingly slow pace as I replayed the scene in the shop over and over

on the steering wheel, she

he?” I was

about it. If he had been convinced that you were impersonating Scarlett, he would have skinned us

close to

her head. “You know what I think? I don’t think he didn’t recognize you

knitted my brows in

recognized me but didn’t want to? What the heck does that mean? Who else can take better care

complicated. I can’t explain it to

confused about the whole ordeal, there was nothing useful I

a moment’s thought, I asked, “What did Ashton mean by my

not that Ashton can’t believe his wife is still alive. Maybe he just can’t acknowledge that he had ever married a woman

wrong person. You saw it yourself. Perhaps I just happen to share a face and

furrowed my brows. I didn’t know if I was unable to figure out the truth or unwilling to accept my

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