She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 6

006 Blood Vessel

Scarlett’s POV

“What was that?” Aurora blinks. My one-sentence phone call amazes her.

I grip my phone, for the second time today, struggling with my plan. I just want to stop being hurt. Is it too much to ask? I close my eyes. A part of me wants to just grab the ticket and leave, letting the world burn behind me.

But I can’t. If mom needs a blood transfusion, I need to be there. That’s what I’m in this family for. Their blood vessel.

Please, lord, please tell me this phone call has nothing to do with my message to Sebastian.

Between Mom really is injured, and Sebastian selling me out… I’m not sure which I hope is the situation.

“I guess I’m not leaving today after all,” I let out a sigh, mumbling to Aurora, “I’m really sorry but…I need you to take me back.”

“That’s great!” Aurora throws herself into me with genuine happiness in her voice, “That was him? What did he say? Is that always how you call each other?”

With Mr. Fuller? Yes.

My “dad”, never loved me. He had a deep flow of hatred behind his eyes when he looked at me since I could remember. I just didn’t know why until I found out I was adopted. And for how I found out I have to thank Ava.

don’t worry too much, I’m sure Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares

“I…thanks.”

mom is not hurt, then it means the only person in the family who ever showed me warmth,

that possibility, but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved

tear up my flight ticket, one fold, two folds, three…I throw the million pieces out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between my almost-touched freedom, and

vessel to my “family”, making leaving something I can never have. I actually thought I could, because Ava is supposed to be cured now, meaning I don’t have

ridiculously naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

are injured, so that I don’t have to lose you. Please, don’t

Fuller’s Villa to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home

knew I was at the airport, hence the

for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even such

Knight, good

into the Fuller’s Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in the city. One that I used to call

pool, I see Sebastian. Black suits ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water. He sits under

he frowns and

approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting for you

Mom was injured?” I play

and just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No need for one tool to be hard

nod quietly, and he bows

before he turns his attention back to the file