She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

006 Blood Vessel

Scarlett's POV

"What was that?" Aurora blinks. My one-sentence phone call amazes her.

I grip my phone, for the second time today, struggling with my plan. I just want to stop being hurt. Is it too much to ask? I close my eyes. A part of me wants to just grab the ticket and leave, letting the world burn behind me. But I can't. If mom needs a blood transfusion, I need to be there. That's what I'm in this family for. Their blood vessel.

Please, lord, please tell me this phone call has nothing to do with my message to Sebastian.

Between Mom really is injured, and Sebastian selling me out... I'm not sure which I hope is the situation.

"I guess I'm not leaving today after all," I let out a sigh, mumbling to Aurora, "I'm really sorry but...I need you to take me back."

"That's great!" Aurora throws herself into me with genuine happiness in her voice, "That was him? What did he say? Is that always how you call each other?"

With Mr. Fuller? Yes.

My "dad", never loved me. He had a deep flow of hatred behind his eyes when he looked at me since I could remember. I just didn't know why until I found out I was adopted. And for how I found out I have to thank Ava. "Scar, don't worry too much, I'm sure Mrs. Fuller is fine," Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I guess for a former F1 racer, it's not too fast.

"I...thanks."

only person in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just to lure me back to the living hell that

if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller's beloved wife, he

folds, three...I throw the million pieces out to the remote

my "family", making leaving something I can never have. I actually thought I could, because Ava is supposed to be cured now, meaning I don't have to give her my

ridiculously naive

you really are injured, so that I don't have to lose you. Please, don't lie to

up at the Fuller's Villa to Ava's fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy crowd, I know my wish was

at the airport, hence the

him, to be the blood vessel

good for

luxurious assets in the

kids in the water. He sits under the umbrella, a drink in

Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting

injured?" I

is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No need for one tool to be hard

and he bows again before leading the

enter before he turns his attention back to the file