SCARLET
I cringed, almost squealing. I then immediately turned off my phone with my shaking fingers. My heartbeat raced. It couldn’t be him. It was too long ago. He would never come here. He had already left.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Katherine elbowed me on the side.
“Huh?” I glanced at her. “Nothing.”
“Nothing?” Katherine grabbed my hand. “Your hands are shaking. What’s wrong?”
“I said I’m fine, Katherine Collins!” I snapped.
“Scarlet,” she said softly. “Calm down.”
“Miss Carter, is there a problem?” Our professor’s voice echoed through the whole room. Dozens of eyes shifted to me. Damn. I forgot I was still in the classroom.
“Nothing. I’m sorry, Mr. Donald. I’m sorry.”
The professor cleared his throat. “Eyes back at the screen. All of you.”
“We will talk later,” Katherine hissed, a
