Scarlett’s POV

“What was that?” Aurora blinks. My one-sentence phone call amazes her.

I grip my phone, for the second time today, struggling with my plan. I just want to stop being hurt. Is it too much to ask? I close my eyes. A part of me wants to just grab the ticket and leave, letting the world burn behind me.

But I can’t. If mom needs a blood transfusion, I need to be there. That’s what I’m in this family for. Their blood vessel.

Please, lord, please tell me this phone call has nothing to do with my message to Sebastian.

Between Mom really is injured, and Sebastian selling me out… I’m not sure which I hope is the situation.

“I guess I’m not leaving today after all,” I let out a sigh, mumbling to Aurora, “I’m really sorry but…I need you to take me back.”

with genuine happiness in her voice, “That

With Mr. Fuller? Yes.

had a deep flow of hatred behind his eyes when he looked at me since I could remember. I just didn’t know why

I’m sure Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind

“I…thanks.”

family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just to lure me back to the living hell that they force me to call

but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me a sentence. He would

two folds, three…I throw the million pieces out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between my almost-touched

get another ticket, but I’ll never get my freedom. I’m the blood vessel to my “family”, making leaving something I can never have. I actually thought I could, because Ava is supposed to be cured now, meaning I don’t have to give her my blood when she gets even if just a

naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

that I don’t have to lose you. Please, don’t

fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy

was at the airport, hence the

word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love,

Knight, good

into the Fuller’s Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in the city. One that

safe distance from the crazy kids in the water. He sits under the umbrella, a drink

sees me, and he

approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller

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