27: Midnight Punishment

SCARLETT

A parched throat ruined the goodnight’s rest I was enjoying.

After the hellish day I’d had with Maeve, closely followed by Alex’s assholery, I really needed a good twelve hours of sleep to regain my sanity. For a second, I contemplated changing out of the dress that stopped right below my ass and barely covered my tits, but I knew no one would be awake so I didn't bother.

In the kitchen, I downed an entire glass in seconds. As I sighed satisfactorily, I heard an odd noise that made me halt.

“Who’s there?”

Radio silence.

A window snapped shut and I almost jumped out of my skin before I felt the cold breeze. There was no one lurking, it was just the wind.

“Off too bed, weirdo, you're starting to imagine things,” I told myself as I replaced the glass and made to exit the kitchen.

“Give yourself more credit, Scarlet,” I heard the mockery in his tone loud and clear as his huge frame covered the entire kitchen door.

“But of course, how could you give yourself any when you have a