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?

of us if he never

I didn’t have to chase him off mine. In Jack Fuller’s angry glare, my ambulance left that shabby yard first with me

to him. In that moment of life and death, he was my last straw where my life depended on, and

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

need to talk to him about it. I

wrong, but I think you are in love with me, considering the way you throw yourself at me?] Trying out these words in

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are starting to sweat….

asks, pressing that attractive face even

like a

shock, and you haven’t eaten for a long period,” Adrian talks to himself more than me, feeling out my steaming forehead with the back of his hand, “…but you are not supposed to have a fever… Would

directed at the nurse on my other side. I pressed myself back into the wall of the car as they started a serious talk about my health, feeling it harder to

My question can wait.

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

mumble, trying to sit up but he presses

me a gentle smile, his eyes glittering

kind of light I see in myself when

“Adrian…Dunn…Mr. —”

are running some tests on you,

bad for him investing such kind of heavy feelings in me, for reasons I don’t even know. I don’t even know if I’m