She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 48

048 My Brave Little Treasure

Sebastian’s POV

I don’t know what to make of what happened today.

Olivia has been one of those mean girls since high school, so I wouldn’t trust any of her words. But Ava was never close to her. So I couldn’t imagine how the misunderstanding could happen… IF that’s what it was.

I have never doubted Ava before, no matter what she says. But I don’t feel that sure about it now, not after when she lied about telling Jack of Scar’s message. Not after Gabriel panicked about “always let Ava know if Scar tries to escape home“.

Ava can lie. That’s a concept I wouldn’t accept before.

“Sebastian, what’s wrong?” Ava tilts her head innocently as I take her to this corner, a warm smile in her eyes. The eyes that I have trusted all my life.

I want to trust her. But I no longer see the guilt and fear a moment ago about her ” innocent misunderstanding“.

They disappeared too fast.

“Tell me what happened, Ava,”

I didn’t know that guy. The suits on him cost at least six figures. That’s how I know

the dress. He wanted to solve it peacefully. So did I. But I know the

being

crawl into her eyes: “What- are you saying, Sebastian? You think I

eyes. I have sworn to protect her

asking, Ava,” I try to soften my voice, “You were there, so

Granny’s type. I know that. Scar knows that. And so does Ava. She literally said that to

about putting Grey

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a direct accusation about the dress, that much is clear. Not that I took Ava’s words, but

that horribly of me?” Ava asks with her

handle

and I might have bragged about that to Olivia, is that okay with

that, I can’t ask the other thing I wanted to- Did Scar invite

all

right before I was about to head over to the party, saying that of years, she lost her invitation this time, and asking for a ride. I didn’t doubt her. I just thought it was Scar’s way of probing me with Ava again. Something along the lines of now that the divorce is on the

wanted the truth, I should look into

“Scar tricked you into the woods right outside your

pushes my hand off with

I

that day, “when I found you, your face had tears mixed with mud from your hands when you wiped it, but when you saw me, you swallowed your cry in a second and put on a faux brave face, glaring at me like some fierce little animal. And you hit