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.

spares mind to comfort me. Well, I

“I…thanks.”

if mom is not hurt, then it means the only person in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just to lure me back to the living hell that they

don’t want to consider that possibility, but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved

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

can get another ticket, but I’ll never get my freedom. I’m the 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 I don’t have to give her my

naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

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

fancily decorated welcome home party

was at the airport, hence the phone

would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel

Knight, good

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

straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water. He sits under the

he frowns

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

was injured?”

repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No

and he bows

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