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~Little Things~ CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE The pen tapped against the wooden desk as Scarlett stared at the closed door of Ethan's office. It was lunchtime, and she needed to take her medicines. When Ethan didn't come out and asked if she already took them, Scarlett huffed and threw the tablets in the bottom drawer of the table and stood up, marching up to the door and in his office. Upon entering, she expected Ethan to snap at her to knock the door... she got nothing. Disappointed swirled in her belly but Scarlett kept it down, stalked up to his desk where he was busy typing something in his laptop. "My-" Ethan held his hand up without looking her way, silently ordering her to shut as he typed away. After several long lasting minutes, he blew out some air through his mouth and closed the