079 Dear Father

Scarlett's POV

Warmth calms.

I never understood why in movies the victims are all given an orange blanket even if they aren't wet. Now I know. At the moment of shock, a blanket can work magic, and calm your jittery nerves. But after calmness, embarrassment hits.

I hug myself, sitting in the back of the ambulance, feeling my ears burn.

What did I just do?!

I cried and snuggled in the arms of a basically stranger! Who is going to be my boss that I would meet on a daily basis?

Can I

"Here,"

it now...?

A warm cup touches my cheek lightly, and I look up startled, only to see Adrian's chuckle. In his hand a small cup of hot milk,

How did he even get milk here?

Mumbling thanks, I take the milk from him and lower my eyes, having no courage to look at him. But I didn't miss the slight tremble of his arms.

on his shivering

on my own."

at it for a second before he sighs with a self-mocking laugh: "They were shaking

words, dare not to think into

I can't even begin to

I didn't get it and keep my head low. He doesn't press

his tone icy cold. I look up, only to see Sebastian stopping in front of us, a few steps away, "This

of us, a

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go get your own."

the

come and check..." Sebastian mumbles in a small voice, his eyes on me with cheap worry,

good enough to donate blood," I cut him

is the last person I want to see right now. How cruel does one need to be to come demand

she didn't drag

I

-just-"

"I know you are shaken

up at him calmly, can't help but smirk coldly. He stops

those words as they make me

the next second, I just want

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