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

Fuller’s angry glare, my ambulance left that shabby yard first with me sitting in the back between a

of life and death, he was my last straw where my life depended on, and it felt so natural to take

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

to talk to him

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

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are starting to sweat….

you alright?” Adrian suddenly asks, pressing that attractive face

freeze in panic, stiff like a stone, feeling like I

you haven’t eaten for a long period,” Adrian talks to himself more than me, feeling out

question is 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 question can wait.

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

up but he presses me down by

gentle smile, his eyes glittering

in myself when I look

“Adrian…Dunn…Mr. —”

on you, but you should be alright. Try to get some sleep

heavy feelings in me, for reasons I don’t even know. I don’t even know if