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.

spares mind to comfort

“I…thanks.”

in the family who

anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me a

the million pieces out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between

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

naive

Mom, I’m sorry but

so that I don’t have to lose you. Please, don’t lie to me. Not you,

home party filled with a happy

at the airport, hence the phone

would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for

good for

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

I walk by the pool, I see Sebastian. Black suits ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in

he frowns and looks

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

injured?” I play their

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

bows again before leading

at me when I enter before he turns his attention back to the file he was reading, “Richard agreed to make your movie. Starting