She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

125 He Stole My Soul

Scarlett’s POV

He NEVER sits with me. He is always by Ava’s side at the Fullers, and he is always across the table at our

house.

“Sebastian…” Ava mumbles, suddenly dropping her face when she was grinning so widely a second ago when Jack Fuller promised to pay for all the stuff I threw, “I, I want to–” She stands up, her plate in her

hands.

She wants to move over.

“Where else should I sit?” Sebastian sits straight with an arm on the back of my chair. He looks at me and not Ava when he points at the empty chair on his other side: “You know who this chair is for?”

Ava freezes where she is, staring at Sebastian so nervously in anticipation, her fingers on the edge of the plate are turning white.

I roll my eyes. Yeah. Sure. Your princess. The apple of your eye. Like I care for sitting beside you.

I grab my plate to move, but he grabs my wrist first: “That’s Anna’s seat and you know why?”

and Ava are

husband should sit by his wife,” He gives me a harmless smile, and

in his damn face!

from coming over, but seriously?! The guy who has been purposely sitting with Ava when eating at

sit with his wife?!

with a heavy move. Everyone turns to look at her. Everyone

Sebastian.

new plan is to irritate Ava so much that she would murder me. Then he would be

name and he doesn’t even look up at

arms and look away. Even looking at

reaches over for the coke I pushed away, putting it by his left hand — as in, as far as it is from me — and glancing at me, “I will forgive

Ha! I don’t even drink coke unless with buffalo wings, and the Fullers do not

a big bowl of steamy chicken wings with both her hand, coming out of the kitchen with a bright smile, “It’s your favorite, Scar!” She puts

it.” ULY E

I am alone because Sebastian doesn’t touch spicy food at all, just like

He Stole

hearing that he knew and made

long fingers around that single cup of ice coke on the

I don’t need it. I won’t enjoy