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?”

me and Ava are shocked

wife,” He gives me a harmless smile, and I

in his damn face!

over, but seriously?! The guy who has been purposely sitting

sit with his wife?!

table with a heavy move. Everyone turns to look at

Sebastian.

irritate Ava so much that she would murder me. Then he would be free of

he doesn’t even look up at her. But Ava budges. She lowers her head and murmurs:

Even looking at

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 you when you come to beg me

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

steamy chicken wings with both her hand, coming out of the kitchen with a bright smile, “It’s your

it.” ULY E

alone because

He Stole My

deeply buried in my heart tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially for me, but when

jerk keeps his long fingers around that single cup of ice

I won’t enjoy a meal with