SCARLET
‘Did I do something wrong? Talk to me.’
Luke sent another text after I ignored his three calls. My tears welled again. I knew he f****d countless women in his life when he was still Jax. It didn’t matter to me because I knew, but it was different with Luke. I couldn’t picture him touching another woman.
My phone vibrated again for the gazillionth time, and I was debating whether to answer or not. However, it would be bad if I didn’t answer him. He was holding information about me. I picked up the call.
“Hello,” my voice didn’t sound like mine.
“You left. Your things are gone. Can you tell me what’s going on?”
It was a mistake to agree with his proposition. It should never happen again. One night was enough.
“I’m sorry, I left without telling you. I just realized that I don’t
