Chapter 89: Their old Tricks

Scarlett’s POV

​I sat on the edge of my bed. My arm was throbbing, a nasty sting that reminded me of Elara’s blade every time I moved. A bowl of warm water sat beside me as I tried to wash away the dried blood. My mind was a mess. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ethan’s face—the way he looked at her. The way he shouted at me.

​The door suddenly opened slowly. I stiffened and frowned. I had forgotten to bolt the door again. My frown deepened; I was ready to kick whoever it was right back into the hallway, but when I lifted my head, I froze.

​The three brothers were standing side by side, and for the first time in years, I could no longer tell them apart. Three pairs of identical eyes were staring at me with amused smirks. Over the years, they had usually dressed differently or cut their hair in their own styles to show their personalities. Liam usually looked like a soldier, Leo like a rebel, and Leon like a man who hadn’t slept in a week.

​But now? They were all wearing the same matching black long-sleeved shirts, hiding the tattoos on their arms that I usually used to identify them. Their dark hair was styled exactly the same way. Even their eyes—the one thing they couldn’t usually change—were wrong. I looked for Liam’s piercing forest green, Leo’s sea blue, and Leon’s deep brown. But all six eyes staring at me were a strange, haunting green.

​Lenses, I realized. They were wearing colored contacts.

​I frowned and tried to inhale their scents, but I frowned again, realizing they were hiding their smell from me.

​"We came to check up on you," the one on the left said. His voice was smooth, trying to hide its natural pitch.

​That had to be Leo. He was always the one that liked talking first whenever they were together. I call him the conversation starter.

okay?" the one on the right said, his voice flat and fake. "Should

Leon. He was always the most worried

me. But that was then, not now. Things had changed. I was no longer that girl, and my heart was too heavy to carry the weight

tight. "What

smirk. "I told you

looked away, focusing back on the bowl of water. I dipped the cloth and pressed it

the one on the right teased, leaning against the doorframe. "You used to be better at this. Is the ’princess of the

names he knew I hated?

seems she has lost her skills in picking

irritation—one that briefly pushed away the image of Ethan holding Elara. I turned sharply and pointed at the one on the

Leon,"

I told you guys, the stance gives me away." He reached into his pocket, pulled out a heavy

a bet, and Leon had lost by betting I wouldn’t be able to tell

his voice, making it higher and raspy. "You only got

their smells and faking their voices wouldn’t deceive me. I could see the way they carried their weight, the way Liam always kept his chest out like he was on

at the center one. "And it was so easy. You still stand like you’re waiting for an

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