124 He Cooks

Scarlett’s POV

“Did you know that–”

“Sebastian! Sorry about the farce…” Ava’s pitiful yet bright voice cut off my pronunciation class. I pull my wrist hard and of course this time he lets me go.

“Scarlett,” Ava calls after me and I almost tremble at her voice. I take a deep breath and turn to look at her. She glances at Sebastian timidly before she hooks her fingers: “I’m sorry I made a fuss about it. I shouldn’t have told you about your mom, and I hurt you. I deserve losing my room if that could make up for anything…anyways, what I’m trying to say is, welcome home.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” I mumble as I go and sit at the furthest seat. ́

Ava stares at me, a bit surprised. I’m not arguing with her nor trying to expose her lie out of guilt, yes. But I wouldn’t have anyways even if I didn’t break that doll. Like I told her in the hospital, the Fullers are HER family, and the Romeo over there is HER prince charming. I know better now than to demand “fair” from her army.

out a “relieved sigh“, turning to Sebastian with a shy smile: “Thank

her

trapped, the more she has to lie just to cover it up. She can make me look as bad as possible in front of

when he sees Ava’s pout because he is not taking her

already–” Ava blurts, only to purse her lips,

that her complaint just might push Sebastian to work harder on “taking me home“, and that was never what she wanted. She just wanted his pity and his

burst into

seat of the long table, hinting

at me where Sebastian can’t see. And with an enjoying smirk, she

tired? Controlling her facial expression to the extreme just to act in front of him AND

me???

you going?” Ava grabs Sebastian’s sleeve when he is not sitting down next to her, but turning

Sebastian smiles, but I don’t hear the spoiling in his tone like usual, “I’m

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124 He Cooks

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