She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

102 My Kind Of Fun

Scarlett’s POV

Ohh, now that makes sense. No wonder why Ava would reach out to me, at the price of painting at peaceful illusion in front of Mom between us no less. She panicked because she thought Sebastian had a glimpse of her true color.

Wait, no, that doesn’t make sense at all.

That wasn’t like him at all, Shouldn’t he be beating the shit out of Liam Ryan for smearing the name of his pure angel?

Finally, after all these years, Ava stepped on a line that even his blind love couldn’t make him look the other way?

Now this is my kind of fun, to see that Ava actually understands what fear is.

“I seem to remember that you said it wouldn’t matter even if I told him the truth, and he will no matter what,” I tilt my head at Ava, “That night when you showed off to me about how he proposed to you, remember? In fact, you dared me to tell him–”

will love

you

bitch!” Ava snaps at me, but she keeps her face straight. I glance at Mom, and she moves her

him, and I’ll help. I can even help you find your real parents. You have been sneaking around Dad’s

snort, not falling for her trap this time, “Scheming for your whole life, and this is your solution when you realize that you

the plane would crash if Ava was the one who arranged it for me. Getting bitten or is quite

the fire in her eyes that my taunt lights up. “I want to stay and watch how your true color burns through the skin you stole from me bit by bit, and how will see everything that you got by scheming gets away from you like sand

finally cracks. Her face twists as her body straightens like the snake it is, “You should never have existed! You dipped in MY parents‘ love, you dipped in a luxurious–life that didn’t belong to

never knew Ava

our tragic feud all these years,

Maybe even Anna Fuller, partly, for allowing

distorted “family” to exist.

life was continuously under threat. If -they had told me it was a

I wouldn’t have felt I was stripped of

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I don’t even have a reason to hate them. I just

Fuller would have found you another blood vessel,” I say calmly, “but that one is your dad’s fault. He took me home as a slave, but he gave me the fake

resentment.”