Scarlett’s POV

I put out the cigarette on the bin when her door opens.

Sebastian frowns at me, remaining by the door, half of a hallway from me. He hates me smoking. He would glare at me, scold me, or like this — standing far away with disgust on his face.

It’s a gross habit, but a woman needs SOMETHING to let out the pain in her chest or she will burst. But then again, if his delicate Ava could afford such a habit, he would definitely join her instead.

“So?” He puts one hand in his pocket, glaring at me when he finally walks over. He does that when he is impatient. As in, all the time with me.

I gaze at his face, handsome and dominant, just like the day he found me in that forest. But at that time those eyes were clear like crystal, with sparkles like the Milky Way. Right now it’s pure darkness of hatred.

He snaps his finger to get my attention.

to the ground, pulling the divorce papers out. He reaches over, and in

disgust fills his beautiful eyes, shouting at

knew it wouldn’t be

I pretend to not see his hurtful

it change anything if I’m pregnant? I

deep breath, I look up, just to catch him rolling his eyes with a sigh: “I don’t have time for

know I missed my

he snaps it out of me, leaving a cut at the root of my thumb. I grip my fist, feeling the

doesn’t even notice,

I blurt with my heart

watch him turning slowly, knowing I must look like a pitiful dog begging to

have to

know if at this point, which would hurt more. A shred of hope…or not

myself, I

question in that out-of-nowhere blurt: “I didn’t want to give

like always. No matter how much he

my mouth, forming an ugly smile, I assume. Because

is turning again. He stops, again, this time even more

you finish your nonsense

bit, if I’m gone from your life…forever? I stare at the man that I loved for

are done with it?” I almost bit my tongue twisting my question

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