She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 2

002 One Ticket For Two

Scarlett’s POV

Sitting in the taxi to another hospital — the hospital where SHE is, to see him. I feel sick. Carsick, morning sick, or just…sick of this trip.

This is the trip I hate the most, and this is a trip I have been taking for ten years: she is always in the hospital, and he is always around her, even before our marriage.

That’s what happens when your crush loves your sister who has Willebrand, combined with a RH- blood type, no less.

Yes, the illness where one can’t heal from bleeding, with the blood type that only 0.3% of people have.

Even a small cut on a finger could be lethal to her. That’s why she is the spoiled treasure of the whole family, the untouchable, the miracle that gets everything she wants by just existing.

Me? Even my existence gets ignored.

My parents have only Ava in their eyes. My brother hates me as if I stole my health from Ava.

No, I just stole her man.

even before that. Marrying Sebastian only

paid for it. I married him, and I got only five

can find in me. I thought it was my life a dream coming true when I married him, I

saved me ten years ago.

Aurora. I feel bad that I just told her to cancel my flight when I

[For you? Always.]

my eyes.

won’t let me. He has been waiting for

just need to figure out what the baby means in this mess. Well, probably a question only I need to answer. He wouldn’t want

if she would let the baby live. I’m sure if she asks for my

take a moment after the crazy taxi’s bumpy ride to adjust my breath, letting the thin sweat on my forehead fade as I swallow down the nauseous lump dangling behind my tongue. I get car sick as easy

him. It’s definitely a he, bringing nothing but trouble for

laugh at myself

the news of his existence, thinking it was just a tiny embryo growing in me that was too little to even show

I’m already imagining teasing it for its most beautiful laugh in the world. Even before he was born, he was already

to

idea scares me. Even if I go through with the plan, could I really bring a baby into a world where he loses one of his parents

eyes at that thought and I can barely see. I blame

tears time to dry, I drag my rubber limbs to Ava’s fifth-floor ward slowly. He is waiting