Scarlett Lawson, or at least that was what she was called before. Before she was betrayed by some of the people she was meant to trust the most, placed in the worst predicament she could have imagined and sent away to a whole different world.
But no...
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Scarlett Vanderburg's POV
I smile at my phone, a text from Calix coming through. He had just landed in Greece, visiting his mother and sisters for a couple days before the brunt of the case work hit us and we're in and out of court for the unforeseeable future. He had already sent me dozens of photos and even more texts which I happily responded to in between meetings and paperwork. My gaze was trained on my phone as I approached the door to my residence and I didn't see the person in front of me until I bumped into them.
"Oh, sorry." I apologise quickly but my face hardens when I'm met face to face with one that looks a lot like mine, just with forest green ones. "What are you doing here, Tristan?"
"I-I I'm sorry Scarlett, I don't know. I heard you were staying here and I wanted to come and maybe talk to you, definitely apologise." Tristan looked so flustered, unlike the over confident, energetic kid I had looked up to for half of my childhood. I had always been closer to my brothers, Kaitlyn and Hadlee were always going out and about leaving me out but Elliot and Tristian had always let me play video games with them, or taken me out with them when they were teenagers. The older they got though the less frequent it happened and soon enough the only time we spent together was forced by our parents.
I don't know what made me invite Tristian up to chat. Maybe it was the complete despair in his tone, or the sad look in his eyes but I did. He followed me through the lobby to my elevator and watched as I pressed one of the three buttons on the pane, one to take me to my penthouse, the other to the lobby and the third to take me to the underground garage.
Tristian was silent on the way up, his shoulders were tense and he looked almost like he was holding his breath but I didn't pay him any attention, instead a smile formed on my face reading the incoming messages from Calix. He hadn't wanted to leave me, but he knew it would be better to see his family now and I had encouraged it. It might be better for us to have a little bit of space at the moment.
Our relationship had progressed so quickly, he had gone from someone I only heard about in the news to one of my closest friends in a matter of weeks. We were heading to something more but we couldn't yet and we both knew it.
As I stepped out of the elevator and a large mound rushed towards us, I had been looking after Zuppo while Calix was away and I loved it. It was nice having something to come home to. I hadn't realised how lonely my home life had been until I started looking forward to seeing Calix and Zuppo every night.
"Hi sweet boy." I coo stroking his fur for a second before he loses interest heading back to his bone. I pull my coat off and hang it on the rack and look towards Tristian. "Can I take your coat for you?"
Still looking a bit unsure, he hands me his coat and I hang it next to mine. Then he follows me to the kitchen and I gesture for him to take a seat at the table there.
"I don't have long, I have a friend coming over in a few minutes." I told him, he had exactly twenty minutes until Quinn arrived, and he wasn't fond of any of my siblings. Not that I was either. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
He had been talking in my apartment with wide eyes. "Is that friend my boss?" He looked truly shocked at what came out of his mouth like he hadn't meant to say it. "I'm sorry, I didn't come here to antagonise you or anything, I promise."
