She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 125

125 He Stole My Soul

Scarlett’s POV

He NEVER sits with me. He is always by Ava’s side at the Fullers, and he is always across the table at our

house.

“Sebastian…” Ava mumbles, suddenly dropping her face when she was grinning so widely a second ago when Jack Fuller promised to pay for all the stuff I threw, “I, I want to–” She stands up, her plate in her

hands.

She wants to move over.

“Where else should I sit?” Sebastian sits straight with an arm on the back of my chair. He looks at me and not Ava when he points at the empty chair on his other side: “You know who this chair is for?”

Ava freezes where she is, staring at Sebastian so nervously in anticipation, her fingers on the edge of the plate are turning white.

roll my eyes. Yeah. Sure. Your princess. The apple of

my wrist first: “That’s Anna’s seat and you know

me and Ava

by his wife,” He gives me a harmless smile, and I almost

in his damn face!

but seriously?! The guy who has been purposely

sit with his wife?!

heavy move. Everyone

Sebastian.

so much that she would murder me. Then he would

doesn’t even look up at her. But Ava budges. She lowers her head

away. Even looking at the jerk’s face

hand — as in, as far as it is from me — and glancing at

for an ice coke? Ha! I don’t even drink coke unless with buffalo wings, and the Fullers do not eat spicy

wings with both her hand, coming out of the kitchen with a bright smile, “It’s your favorite, Scar!” She puts it on my side of

it.” ULY E

alone

Stole My

in my heart tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially for me, but when I look over that shred of gratitude

of ice coke on

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