125 He Stole My Soul

Scarlett's POV

He NEVER sits with me. He is always by Ava's side at the Fullers, and he is always across the table at our

house.

"Sebastian..." Ava mumbles, suddenly dropping her face when she was grinning so widely a second ago when Jack Fuller promised to pay for all the stuff I threw, "I, I want to-" She stands up, her plate in her hands.

She wants to move over.

"Where else should I sit?" Sebastian sits straight with an arm on the back of my chair. He looks at me and not Ava when he points at the empty chair on his other side: "You know who this chair is for?" Ava freezes where she is, staring at Sebastian so nervously in anticipation, her fingers on the edge of the plate are turning white.

I roll my eyes. Yeah. Sure. Your princess. The apple of your eye. Like I care for sitting beside you.

I grab my plate to move, but he grabs my wrist first: "That's Anna's seat and you know why?"

Both me and Ava are shocked frozen.

He gives me a harmless smile,

in his damn face!

that to stop Ava from coming over, but seriously?! The guy who has been purposely sitting with Ava when eating at

her plate on the table with a heavy move. Everyone turns to

Sebastian.

much that she would murder me. Then he

a name and he doesn't even look up at her. But Ava budges. She lowers her

away. Even

Sebastian reaches over for the coke I pushed away, putting it by his left hand - as in, as far as it is

with buffalo wings, and the Fullers do not eat spicy at all,

your favorite, Scar!" She puts it on my side of the table, "You need to thank Sebastian for it. I didn't even know that you like

it." ULY E

eat those when I am alone

Stole My

tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially for me, but when I look

around that single cup of ice coke on the table

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