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.

The apple of your

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

and Ava are

his wife,” He gives me a harmless

in his damn face!

Ava from coming over, but seriously?! The guy who has been purposely sitting with Ava when eating

sit with his wife?!

puts her plate on the table with a heavy move. Everyone turns to look at

Sebastian.

much that she would murder me. Then he would be free of me without begging

doesn’t even look up at her. But Ava

and look away. Even looking at the

don’t want it?” Sebastian reaches over for the coke I pushed away, putting it by his left hand — as in,

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

coming out of the kitchen with a bright smile, “It’s your favorite, Scar!” She puts it on my side of the table, “You need to thank Sebastian for it. I didn’t even know

it.” ULY E

when I am alone because Sebastian doesn’t touch spicy food

He Stole My

mouth wide. I can’t deny that somewhere deeply buried in my heart tickles hearing that he knew and made this specially for me, but when I

cup of ice coke on the table protectively as if worried