Scarlett POV
I gave him a polite smile that didn’t reach my eyes.
Gary was thinking about things I had already considered myself.
And I didn’t owe him an answer.
“Then I wish your boyfriend good luck.”
His words carried an underlying tone of bitterness and jealousy.
Even if I wasn’t convinced Gary wished me any actual harm, the way he spoke annoyed me.
“You’re pretty weird. You can’t even wish someone luck in making it sound like you’re waiting for something to go wrong.”
“I’m jealous of him.”
Gary didn’t bother pretending otherwise.
“I don’t want to wish him good luck. I’m only saying it because of you. I hope…”
He stopped there.
But I knew exactly what he wanted to say.
He hoped Ryan and I would break up soon.
I wasn’t surprised.
Still, I wasn’t about to let him forget whe
