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.

usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I

“I…thanks.”

family who ever showed me warmth, lied

anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just

three…I throw the million pieces out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between my

blood 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

naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

injured, so that I don’t have to lose you. Please, don’t lie to me. Not

at the Fuller’s Villa to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy crowd, I know my wish was not

at the airport, hence the

I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even such a small thing he won’t do.

good for

luxurious assets in the city. One that I used to call home which it

shoes at a safe distance from

me, and he frowns and

the lobby, and immediately Alfred approaches: “Miss Scarlett,

Mom was injured?”

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

nod quietly, and he bows

I enter before he turns his attention back to the file he was