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

peacefully. So did I. But I know the truth is uglier than

don’t like being lied to. Not

smile freezes a second, then tears mixed with hurt crawl into her eyes:

in her eyes. I have sworn to protect her from

soften my voice, “You were

know that. Scar knows that. And so does Ava. She literally said that to Scar’s face. I don’t want to assume so darkly of Ava, but I can’t help

all about putting

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clear. Not that I took Ava’s words, but

Ava asks with her voice shivering, staring

can’t handle

to celebrate the surgery being successful, and I might have bragged about that to Olivia, is that okay with you?!” Ava rants,

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

all

she lost her invitation this time, and asking for a ride. I didn’t doubt her. I just

wanted the truth, I should

Ava’s tears with my thumb in a joking tone, trying to ease the tension, “Scar tricked you into the woods right outside your parents‘ villa, and you were crying hard when I found you under that

pushes my hand off with

I

laugh, almost seeing the little girl I saved 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 my hand away