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.

too much, I’m sure Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort

“I…thanks.”

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

don’t want to consider that possibility, but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me

pieces out to the remote road between the airport

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 even if just a

ridiculously naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

so that I don’t have to lose

welcome home party filled with a happy crowd,

knew I was at the airport,

would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love, but even such a small

good for

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

a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water.

me, and he

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

Mom was injured?” I play

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

bows again before leading the

his attention back to the file