Douglas was beginning to get nervous as he watched his aunt pack away food items and other essential for Douglas to take to Scarlet. He did not know how to tell his aunt that he had just come from there and things did not end well between Scarlet and himself.
“Douglas my boy, is there something wrong?” Aunt May as. Douglas looked asked her nephew, Douglas looked as pale as snow and Aunt ay did not like that one bit. Douglas has not heard his aunt asking him that question; he was too lost in thought.
“Douglas!” Aunt May asked called out to him.
“Yes, Aunt May” Douglas answered, he did not know what was wrong with him but everything since he had set his eyes on Scarlet today had changed him.
Aunt May dropped the box of pastries onto the table and she placed both her hands onto her hips,
