She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Scarlett's POV

In his sorrowful gaze, I shake my head subconsciously. But I can't utter the word "no". It's hard to lie, especially when the lie won't trick anyone. Not me, nor him. With a bitter smile, he lets go of my waist slowly.

He was the one who pushed me away. He wanted it so badly, and finally, when I did it, he was also the one giving me this sorrowful look, making me feel guilty as hell. "Action!"

Just at the moment where I'm dying of awkwardness, James Deep shouts. I quickly turn to the scene, and Sebastian walks up to my side.

Samuel and Aria -- Sebastian and Ava -- talk in the hallway just like how they used to in my memory. Except this time, she isn't the one stealing such a moment from a dark, jealous sister, but the actual girl who was saved--

Samuel walks in with his football pals in laughter and talks, his eyes bright and his smile clean. When he passes Aria, she lowers her head and dodges his eyes. He stops, staring at her with a curious look.

"Do I know you?" Aria finally asks, her face blushing a little. Amilia gives him a polite smile, but her sparkling eyes shout out her secret -- she just ran into her long-time crush on the first day of high school, a senior hot guy who is still in his football outfit. She paints the genuine girl with a non-harmful secret well.

"I don't know, you tell me," Samuel lands his long arm on the top of the locker, bending a little to look at the girl on the same level, his eyes clean with a shred of curiosity, "Do you have a yellow princess dress whose strip is broken?"

himself right after the blunt question, "What an odd question to ask. You just...reminded me of some

alright," Aria smiles at him, leaving with her

eyebrow, staring in the direction where she left, his pals

other side of the locker is the mean sister. Instead of a vicious face, she looks more sad and pitiful as her

The scene ends.

open my mouth to no words. I can't object to anything. The scene is perfect, including the little Scar. That was exactly what it was like. "Were you there?" Sebastian

was. Except it wasn't his

end up with me telling him about the dress, but Ava telling him

he looked at me with despise in

I put on a harmless smile, mocking. I don't know why it still hurts, but I certainly won't let him know anymore. "What? No, I meant the dress," Sebastian grabs my wrist in haste, his tone

he saved me. It was Ava's dress. She "gave" that to me pretending to be a good sister. That was

lose me that time. Because that was also

me