Trixy's Pov
After Scarlett had relocated and taken her seat, her cutting remarks still haunted my mind like venom.
"I am going to turn your life into a nightmare."
I attempted to calm my breath, put my palms flat against the desk to stop the trembling of my hands. My pen behaved treacherously, it slipped from my grip and rolled loudly to the floor. Lowering myself to the ground was beyond my power of will, but Sydnee did it for me. Without disturbing anyone with her movements, she picked it up and placed it in my hand.
She silently spoke through her eye contact, which was soft, and encouraging: Don't give up on you. We're with you.
I made the effort to present a weak smile which was extinguished the moment I recognized Scarlett's stare. Her legs were crossed as she sat at her desk, her posture was relaxed but her eyes sparkled with self-satisfaction. She reclined, giving Sir Hugo a charming smile and if nothing was wrong in the world, she even winked at him.
