The Other Woman

Scarlett pulled the fluffy blanket tightly around her shoulders, her blue eyes shimmered, their color intensified by the bloodshot whites. She tightened her folded arms until she was practically holding herself.

Clarissa peered at her, a look of worry in her eyes, “Do you want to talk about it?”

She wiped frantically at her cheeks, her lips trembled, “It’s her, I know it’s her.” She fished for her phone and began talking aggressively, “It reads like her, the words in this article were the exact words she used when she spoke to me back at the office.”

Clarissa took the phone from her and scrolled through; it was pictures of Scarlett and Cameron, hand in hand leaving the charity gala. There was a small article referring to her as “The other woman.”

“Everyone at the office read it, they were whispering behind my back. They all know, and it’s only a matter of time until they find out about Levi, and when they do, I won’t hear t