She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

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.

my eyes. Yeah. Sure. Your princess. The apple of your eye. Like I

grab my plate to move, but he grabs my wrist

me and Ava are

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

in his damn face!

guy who has been

sit with his wife?!

plate on the table with a heavy move. Everyone

Sebastian.

is to irritate Ava so much that she would murder me. Then he would be free of me

and he doesn’t even look up at her. But Ava budges.

look away. Even looking at the

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

coke unless with buffalo wings, and the Fullers do not eat spicy at

Anna Fuller holds a big bowl of steamy chicken 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

it.” ULY E

alone because Sebastian doesn’t touch spicy food at

Stole My

wide. I can’t deny that somewhere deeply buried in my heart tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially

ice coke on the table