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.

faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me.

“I…thanks.”

only person in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to

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

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

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

ridiculously naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

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

decorated welcome home party filled with a happy crowd, I know

knew I was at the airport, hence the phone

Just one word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but

Knight, good

assets in the city. One that I used to

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

sees me, and he frowns and

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

was injured?” I

dodges my eyes and just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like

and he bows again before

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

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