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?”

Ava are shocked

gives me a harmless smile, and I

in his damn face!

but seriously?! The guy who has been

sit with his wife?!

table with a heavy move. Everyone turns to look at

Sebastian.

think Sebastian’s new plan is to irritate Ava so much that she would murder me. Then he would

a name and he doesn’t even look up at her. But Ava budges. She lowers her head and murmurs: “I’m sorry,

my arms and look away. Even looking at the jerk’s

in, as far as it is from me — and

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

of the kitchen with a bright smile, “It’s your favorite,

it.” ULY E

I ONLY eat those when I am alone

Stole My

mouth wide. I can’t deny that somewhere deeply buried in my heart tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially

single cup of ice coke

don’t need it. I won’t enjoy