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.

eyes on his shivering

on my own."

a second before he sighs with a self-mocking

his words, dare not to

begin to imagine how that feels like

didn't get it and keep my head

look up, only to see Sebastian stopping in

a few steps

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079 Deal Father

go get your own."

the source of the annoying cry that has been in the background - Ava, in a horrifying cry as she lies on a stretcher, alone on the ground. Did

come and check..." Sebastian mumbles in a small voice, his eyes

to donate blood," I cut him off

I want to see right now. How cruel does one need to be to come demand

her, if she didn't drag me into this in

what I meant," Sebastian

-just-"

you

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

him slowly, tasting those words as

I just want to check if you are alright,

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