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.

Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well,

“I…thanks.”

the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just

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

pieces out to the remote road between the airport

“family”, making leaving something I can never have. I actually thought I

naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

injured, so that I don’t have to

up at the Fuller’s Villa to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled

knew 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,

good

of the most luxurious assets in the city. One that I used to

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

and he frowns and looks

approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is

Mom was injured?” I

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

he bows again before leading the

his attention back to the file he was reading, “Richard