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

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

Ava are

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

in his damn face!

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

sit with his wife?!

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

Sebastian.

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

and he doesn’t even look up

Even looking at the jerk’s face boils

I pushed away, putting it by his left hand — as in, as far as it is from me — and glancing at me, “I will forgive you when you come to

even drink coke unless with buffalo wings, and the Fullers do not eat spicy at all, so there can’t

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

it.” ULY E

am alone because

Stole My

hearing that he knew and made this specially for

ice coke on the table