Anew

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Scarlet sat up straight in bed, fear pulsing through her.

No, not fear. Worry.

She was worried sick.

She felt…helpless?

Scarlet blinked and looked around the dark room. Gabriel was sleeping peacefully beside her, his breaths even and soft. She didn’t remember him coming back in the room, but there he was.

Scarlet laid back down and took a deep breath, hoping her heart would relax—it was pounding crazily in her chest.

She scooted closer to Gabriel, soaking up comfort from his warm body.

She was totally safe.

So…why was she so worried?