She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Scarlett's POV

"I, owe, you?" I raise my eyebrows, poking his chest with a frown.

Sebastian chuckles at my "attack", holding my waist tighter: "I owe you a million apologies and more. I owe you a good husband, a comfortable home, and five years of happiness, but yes, this one thing, you do owe me."

"I gave you a chance and a million after that," I humph at him, trying to push him away with my arms as wedges between us. Effort in vain.

"You don't love me anymore, do you?" Sebastian asks and I lower my eyes. He taps my chin up with a hooked finger, but to my surprise, there is a smile instead of sadness in his eyes, "I know you don't, and I deserve that. But you forced me to marry you when I wasn't in love with you, and you owe me a chance to pursue you now, when our position is exactly the opposite."

"I just want what you asked of me five years ago, Scar," Sebastian gazes at me with his soulful eyes, "Every bit of my debt I will pay, but I want to collect just this one debt from you...please?"

How do you say no to the man who you hate when you have loved him for years?

I would have exploded in happiness if I was still the naive girl five years ago. I would have shouted out the news of the baby to him and married him right here right now. But I'm not. If I learned one thing from the past five years, it's that the only basis of a marriage is love. I don't want to rush into things. I can't afford it again.

"I...I don't know..." I don't want to pour cold water over his head after the most touching speech I have ever heard in my life, but it's the right thing to do.

"What don't you know?" He demands, searching for my eyes when I try to dodge.

I don't know how or if it's even possible to go back.

Ava. I don't know how to forgive and forget, and I certainly don't know how to go around Ava when she holds such an important place in his heart. Can we really start

tries to trust him. I

waits, with

his heart. As mad as I was, now when it comes to this, I don't want to hurt him. I lower my eyes, my angel and my devil fighting on my shoulders. One of

try to get out of his arms again,

his hold. In my struggle

hard

me onto the

shadows mixed into

longer like

promised to be brave for

up all the courage that I can find in me, "If the girl you saved wasn't Ava, would you...would you..." Would you have

firmly, "I would probably still help

jokeful tone, lowering my eyes to seal

Ava's white knight, chooses me over his

before," He laughs, but soon puts that laugh

my body off his muscled torso. This time he lets

a little distance, Sebastian bends down to search for my eyes,