Scarlett POV
The summer sun beat down on us like it had a personal grudge, turning the sidewalk in front of the Council Marriage Tribunal building into a damn griddle. Even with the AC blasting inside, standing out here felt like slow-roasting. My best friend Delaney shifted beside me, her sneakers squeaking against the concrete as she gave my shoulder a nudge.
“C’mon, girl. Standing out here like some obedient little pup? That asshole doesn’t deserve it. Let’s get inside where it’s cool.”
I shook my head, planting my feet a little firmer. “I’m good. Standing feels... right. After those days Jaxen had me basically bedridden in Green Park, I need to feel my own legs under me.”
Delaney sighed, but didn’t push. She’d been furious when I told her about the almost-divorce last time—the wa
