She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

133 My Own Justice

Scarlett’s POV

3 don’t know if it belongs to your mom yet, but that necklace definitely has a story behind it,” Lucas smirks with confidence. “The chain has some rust on it. By the smell left in the case? I’d say…”

I hold my breath, and he purses his lips, looking at me with a teasing smirk. I feel an anxiety rush when I realize he is taunting me, “What–71*

“Blood,” He blurts calmly, cutting my outburst out, and giving me another anxiety rush yet again.

“What?!” I shrill

“Shushhhh!” He hisses at me, pointing at the door and leading me away from it and closer to the window. Right. It’s not something for other’s ears.

“But.. blood? Why would there be blood on there? Do drug users spill blood when they are dying?” I can’t sort out a million questions in my mind, “And also, why would a junkie have such a nice necklace? And why would Jack Fuller take it? For money? He does not look like he is trying to sell it–”

and rubbing his hair, like a

Duh?!

down at the shocking fact that I JUST saw the belongings of my Mom passing me — on Ava’s neck, ugh — but! Passing me! I was so

Your Mom wasn’t a junkie, she might have died but certainly not of overdose, and from the quality of

course he lied. I can’t close my shocked jaw, but the facts begin to

to her. Jack Fuller was there. He took me and the necklace from my Mom, and lied about where I came from. It makes sense that he guards his study tighter than a prison – he doesn’t want me to look for my family because if Mom was not a poor, overdosed

he did, then why take the necklace home? If not, then why was he so conveniently there to take me at the one moment when my Mom couldn’t

want me

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DNA from the blood and if that matches yours, then it’s definitely your Mom’s belongings,” Lucas’s ramble gets stronger as my mind calms down from the big news. I can’t panic. I

family-

do that,” I

“What?!”