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.

Sebastian with a shy smile: “Thank God you

her

anymore. She made the cocoon of lies herself, and the more she is trapped, the more she has to lie just to

don’t want fights with Scar, then just keep your distance,” Sebastian says, adding when he sees Ava’s pout because he is not taking her side fully today, “I will try to keep

blurts, only to purse her lips, glaring

to work harder on “taking

burst into

out the chair right next to the main seat of the long table, hinting Ava, “furthest from

enjoying smirk, she sits down on the seat he

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

me???

sleeve when he is

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

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124 He Cooks

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