She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

077 Sebastian’s Choice

Sebastian’s POV

He’s got me.

How am I supposed to make such a choice?!

It doesn’t matter who I name because he just wants to drag me into the hell he is living in — whose sky and soil are made of guilt and regret of a loved one gone forever. Whichever of them I choose, I leave here today with the blood of one of them on my hands.

And I can’t let either of them die, not on my watch.

Jim is preparing the air cushion downstairs as we speak. His men surround us in the dark corners, and they can take Liam Ryan down any second. But not when he has his hands on their chairs. It’s too dangerous One wrong move and it’s three lives over the edge.

I came here, ready to give everything, but I didn’t think he was so far beyond reach

that only human lives seemed to be able to feed the wrath in his chest

What do I do?

Liam Ryan curves his lips into a devil smirk, pressing the back of the chairs, leaving them sitting on only the two hind

the chair tightly with tears pouring out of her. She’s scared of heights. Seeing her tremble under his hand, my chest twists in pain as a sour anger bursts out

suffering because of

anything wrong protecting Justin, but even if that’s not true, Scar

by anger than fear, “They are innocent

that stupid?! I won’t believe your words, and I don’t want

days in torment, you

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077 Sebastian’s Choice

+25 BONUS

Fuck!

Liam Ryan pulls the chairs further back. His arms are trembling at the weight of the two girls, and their backs are in the air, supported only by him, “Or both. of them go

her!” I blurt,

in love with Ava. If I choose to save Scar, he would not hesitate to drop Ava; but if I choose to save Ava,

my pain that he

you hear that?” Liam Ryan turns to Scar, asking with a

doesn’t look at him, nor me. She closes her eyes with tears flowing down

otherwise, but I can’t risk any of their lives, just to clean my name. I can only stand there,

my choice, does that mean that I

wish,” Liam Ryan says as he suddenly lets go of Ava’s chair.

turns and steps a food on my back. I can’t move, and I can’t

His knife!