She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Sebastian's POV

I didn't think Scar would agree to see me.

She shut down herself ever since the trial, wouldn't talk to anyone. Johnny Vanderbilt, Damian...even Lilith. Prison became her protecting shell and she is hiding from the world.

But when I required to see her, she agreed to the visit.

I pulled myself out of all the mess, showered for the day as if going on my pilgrimage. I had to submit everything on my before a tight security check. The emptiness inside the prison walls lowered the temperature 4 to 5 degrees than outside. So did the dead flat faces of the guards.

I followed them going deeper and deeper into this hell, failing to imagine Scar's feelings when she walked thought this knowing she wasn't coming back out.

A chill ran down my spine when that thoughts hit me.

"20 minutes," The guard warns coldly before she pulls open the heavy iron door. A loud beep bursts out as the red light on the top right corner of the door suddenly goes off at her movement.

Scar is already sitting behind the thick glass. She's the only soul in the room.

I don't know if she could hear me, but she didn't make any indication of that sort even if she did.

Until I sit down in front of her.

not the mess

her long hair short all the way to her ears, attracting more attention to her collar bone. Pretty, but fragile. She lost a lot of blood giving birth to Alice, losing a ton of weight after that. The few days when she rejected food leaves her

and in

to my ear, dying to

She watches me, expressionless.

I ask. I have so much to tell her. I have so much to say to her. I have made progress on Ava's case; Lilith broke up with Damian Vanderbilt; or maybe, Alice's

is a stab on my heart. "Scar!" I press my hand on the glass, trying to get her attention when she appears to not even see me. My throat clenches when the dreadful thoughts hit me: Maybe Scar agreed to see me just to make me sit

a proper punishment?! "If you want revenge, take it!

before she reaches over the phone slowly and puts it to her ears. As

"Scar! -"

you love Ava, don't you?" Scar starts calmly, as if giving a speech

are upset at me, but punishing yourself

laughs lightly, shaking her head, "For what?

embarrassment of presumption taking

if it's

me paying for my actions?" I dare her, "Take back your guilty plea and appeal. I don't think you can

don't know. Let's

as if she is genuinely happy, "You don't love Ava anymore sure, but you loved her no? You loved her for ten, long years. I actually thought your love for that little