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.

his wife," He gives

in his damn face!

who has been purposely sitting with Ava

puts her plate on the table with a heavy move.

Sebastian.

to irritate Ava so much that she would murder me. Then

Jack Fuller suddenly grunts. Just a name and he doesn't even look up at her. But Ava budges. She lowers

Even looking at the jerk's

reaches over for the coke I pushed away, putting it by his left hand - as in, as far as it is from me - and glancing at me, "I will forgive you when you come to beg me

buffalo wings, and the

bowl of steamy chicken wings with both her hand, coming out of the kitchen with a bright smile, "It's your favorite, Scar!" She puts it on my side of the table, "You need to thank Sebastian for it. I

it." ULY E

alone because Sebastian doesn't touch spicy food at all, just like

Stole My

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

around that single cup of ice coke

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