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.

fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I guess for a

“I…thanks.”

hurt, then it means the only person in the family

beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me a sentence. He would send guards to hunt me

folds, three…I throw the million pieces out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between my almost-touched freedom,

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 blood when she gets

naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

have to lose you. Please, don’t lie to me.

to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy crowd, I know my wish

knew I was at the airport,

one word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even such a small thing he won’t do. He let THEM stop

good for

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

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 the umbrella, a drink in his hand, across to

sees me, and he frowns

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

thought Mom was injured?” I play their

his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No need for one tool

he bows again

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