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."

in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied

consider that possibility, but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller's beloved wife, he wouldn't just throw me a sentence. He would send guards

out to

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 blood when

ridiculously naive was

I don't have to lose you. Please, don't lie to

to Ava's fancily decorated welcome home party filled with

was at the airport, hence the

blood vessel for his love, but even such a small thing he won't do. He let THEM stop

good

the Fuller's Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in the city.

ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water. He sits under the umbrella, a drink in his hand, across to Ava.

and immediately Alfred approaches: "Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting

thought Mom was injured?"

just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No need for

quietly, and he bows again

I enter before he turns his attention back to the file he was reading, "Richard agreed to make

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