Chapter 7

007 Out Under The Sun

Sebastian’s POV

I didn’t reply to Scar’s message. She would never leave. She just manipulates with threats like this.

I might have spent too much time on Ava recently, and Scar is throwing a tantrum. She should understand that it’s a life on the line, even if that life belongs to the sister she hates.

Not that I don’t understand Scar. I do. Being the healthy one, she is jealous of all the extra attention Ava is getting. That’s why she is the problem child. Always rebellious but proud, acting indifferent but begging for love. She is always looking for attention, with sour messages, tears, or a divorce.

I didn’t think she would really give me a signed one. Think of the catastrophe if I dared to really go through with it.

Surely enough, Scar came back.

No longer with that half-empty suitcase either. I guess her show ends tonight.

After all, today we got the best result on Ava’s blood platelet, almost reaching normal level. Today is the day Ava finally gets to live a normal life.

“For a moment there, I really thought she would leave,” Ava says, holding her smoothie with two hands cupping it like a child. She has to be careful with everything, and that makes her the quiet lady she is, “…you win.”

bet that Scar would

Scar could leave, then she wouldn’t have used

Ava hesitates, and I turn to her, “Is it super horrible of me to…to wish

so no, you are not horrible to feel that

Ava felt about her disease, and yet she still

gratitude if she saved her own sister without a condition, instead,

reason why everyone

Ava glances at the sky getting dimmer,

there for almost twenty minutes now,

too hard on me and go home with me

a lot of effort in this time’s tantrum, all the way to divorce papers. I know I

Scar is not hard to

my watch, but it’s too late, “I guess the watch I got

not old. It’s broken, by Scar. She is petty like that. Breaking things Ava gets me “by accident”, and replaces them with hers. I don’t like

have her suitcase with her. So what’s taking her so long?! Thinking about

using MY money,” I joke with Ava, not wanting her to be hurt at her gift being treated so meanly, “you

is so cute in your eyes,” Ava laughs, “so what am I to

nightingale, I want to say. But this is the moment a loud crack breaks out above our head. Something glass broke. Along with a

Jack Fuller’s study.

it’s

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