079 Dear Father

Scarlett’s POV

Warmth calms.

I never understood why in movies the victims are all given an orange blanket even if they aren’t wet. Now I know. At the moment of shock, a blanket can work magic, and calm your jittery nerves.

But after calmness, embarrassment hits.

I hug myself, sitting in the back of the ambulance, feeling my ears burn.

What did I just do?!

I cried and snuggled in the arms of a basically stranger! Who is going to be my boss that I would meet on a daily basis?

Can I

“Here,”

it now…?

and I look up startled, only to

did he even get milk

no courage to look at

land my eyes on his shivering hand,

on my own.”

he sighs with a

at his words, dare not to think

worry…about…me? I can’t even begin to imagine how that feels like and how

get it and keep

icy cold. I look up, only to see Sebastian stopping in front of us, a few steps away, “This is

of us, a

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go get your own.”

tilt my head slowly, and I see the source of the annoying cry that has been in the background – Ava, in a horrifying cry as she lies on

for me? I just thought it came

in a small voice, his eyes on me with cheap worry, “Scar,

good enough to donate blood,” I cut him

cruel does one need to be to come demand that from me at such a moment?! Not to mention, I

her, if she didn’t drag me into this in the first

I

-just-”

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