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.

I’m sure Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I guess for a former F1 racer, it’s not too

“I…thanks.”

can’t say “I know”, nor “I hope so”. Because if mom is not hurt, then it means the only person in the family who ever showed

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

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

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

naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

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

Fuller’s Villa to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy

I was at the airport, hence the phone

all. Just one word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even such a small

Knight, good

Fuller’s Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in the

suits ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water.

me, and he

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

thought Mom was injured?” I play

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

quietly, and he bows again

attention back to the file