She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

086 The Baby’s Job

Scarlett’s POV

“Sparrow made me promise to not hurt you,” Liam Ryan finally turns to look at Justin, “I wanted to die in front of you and brand your life with my blood stain, but I guess I don’t have to, do I? You can turn around so quickly means your paradise is not exactly as happy as you said it would be, no?

“What did you expect, when you chose a serpent over an angel?”

Justin cries so hard, melting to the ground over and over again.

Liam Ryan never said another word to him after that ask. He pulled up his window, not even looking at Justin. But Justin wouldn’t leave, hanging onto the police car where Liam Ryan sits as if that would go back in time.

I don’t know how much Justin loved “his angel“, so I can’t even begin to imagine how horrifying it is to find out about such a mix–up only after her death.

Would Sebastian shed a tear for me, if he ever finds out?

better for all of us

mine. In Jack Fuller’s angry glare, my ambulance left

he was my last straw where my life depended on, and it felt so natural to take his help, to hide in his arms, to enjoy his protection.

What’s not obvious is that he seems to hold deep feelings for me than

need to talk to

thought of that talk. [Hey, I might be wrong, but I think you are in love with me, considering the way you throw yourself at me?] Trying out these words in my head,

1/3

are starting to sweat….

alright?” Adrian suddenly asks, pressing that attractive face

I freeze in panic, stiff like a stone, feeling

talks to himself more than me, feeling out my steaming forehead with

pressed myself back into the wall of the car as they started a serious talk

My question can wait.

I was so nervous about Adrian that I tried to divert my attention, only to numb myself so much that I fell asleep. I hope I didn’t land my head on him, but let’s face the fact that I woke up when he put me down on the hospital bed, and apparently carried me

trying to sit up but he presses me down

smile, his eyes glittering

light I see in myself when I look

“Adrian…Dunn…Mr. —”

running some tests on you, but you should be alright. Try to

I don’t even know if I’m still capable of