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.

than usual, Aurora spares

“I…thanks.”

mom is not hurt, then it means the only person in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just to lure

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

ticket, one fold, two folds, three…I throw the million pieces out to the remote road

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 to give her my blood when she

ridiculously naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

have to lose

Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled with

the airport, hence

told them after all. Just one word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even

Knight, good

in the city. One that I used to call home

walk by the 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

sees me, and he frowns

and immediately Alfred approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting for you in

was injured?” I

dodges my eyes and just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No

he bows again before leading

attention back to the file he was reading, “Richard agreed to make your movie.

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