“I really do not know why you are pushing this matter so far, I am not in love with Douglas!” Scarlet yelled at her aunt. Her aunt had come home furious at Scarlet and she accused her of being in love with Douglas.
Scarlet did not understand why it was that her aunt would say such a thing to her, she hated Douglas or so she thought. She was mad to learn that Douglas was a murderer but she hated herself for not hating Douglas more than she did right now.
This morning she watched Douglas drive off from the parking lot, after she had flat out insulted and accused him of being a murderer.
“Well it’s good that you do not love him? Scarlet I am doing this for your own good. I can’t trust that young man around you, he could be dangerous,” Aunt Marilyn answered.
“Yes aunt” Scarlet agreed but
