Scarlett stubbed the cigarette out on the ground. Picking up her glass, she found it empty. She anxiously put it down and paced back and forth in the room. This shabby hotel was in a corner of the old town. The place was full of violence all the time, so it was uncomfortable to live here. But she could not think of a better way other than hiding in such a place.
All the hotels outside required an ID card for registration. She was afraid people would recognize her. She did not want to see her unshaven face herself, let alone let others see.
When washing her face this morning, she had touched her Adam's apple and found it was about to protrude. It made her disturbed. And this was not the ending she wanted.
Wyatt had become a nightmare. She desired him more than anyone else. However, he had chosen Harper. So, she was resentful.