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.

that," I land my eyes on his

on my own."

at it for a second before he sighs with a self-mocking laugh: "They were shaking more heavily than this when I

wide at his words, dare not to think into

worry...about...me? I can't even begin to imagine how that feels like and how that

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

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

a few

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go get your own."

I see the source of the annoying cry that has been in the background

a small voice, his eyes

enough to donate blood," I cut him off

How cruel does one need to be to come demand that from me at such a moment?! Not to mention, I would

she didn't drag me into

what I meant," Sebastian

-just-"

"I know you

up at him calmly, can't

you are here?" I ask him slowly, tasting those words as they make me laugh, "Why

second, I just want to check if you are alright, nothing more." Is that special treatment for being the victim of

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