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

don’t like being lied to. Not at

second, then tears mixed with hurt crawl into her eyes: “What- are you saying, Sebastian? You

like seeing pain in her eyes. I have sworn to protect her from

Ava,” I try to soften my voice, “You were there, so I want to know exactly why Lilith

Granny’s type. I 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

all about putting

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made a direct accusation about the dress, that much is clear. Not that I took Ava’s words, but if Olivia Keen heard it, she would definitely

asks with her voice shivering,

can’t handle that

successful, and I might

ask the other thing I wanted to- Did Scar

all

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

was right. If I wanted the truth, I should look into

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

Ava pushes my hand off with a

I

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