126 A Sour Turn

Scarlett’s POV

I ignore the ice coke.

As if I would reach out for it and give Ava a good laugh!

I got myself some mashed potatoes and some salad, but nothing on the table lures me like the hot, steamy bowl right in front of me. No one is even touching it, and I can’t, not with something cold to go with. I guess I can settle for a cup of ice water…

I glare at the plain, boring water. I don’t want it..

My eyes dart to the kitchen. Maybe there is more coke in there? The Fullers don’t drink sodas. Having a daughter fighting death every day does that — they eat and do everything to the extremely healthy. But maybe–

“The coke came with the order,” Sebastian suddenly says, with an innocent tone no less, as if he didn’t just see through my thoughts, “The restaurant? They surely know how to enjoy a good buffalo wing.”

away. Yes, the jerk got it,

It’s all on him!

single–handedly ruined my dinner, and in shock, I freeze as he reaches out

wing!

squeezing words out of my clenched teeth while maintaining a

the poor, unappreciated piece of chicken in his fingers, “it doesn’t

suddenly get it. I roll my eyes, put down my fork, and look at

in a very arrogant way. Well, I tried

that chicken wing like a bear fighting a stingy hornet’s nest — everywhere his lips touch the meat, his body wants to fall back when his mind orders him to save face. He lets out a long groan when he is finally through. His lips are glittering red and

his pain does

my head so I can sit sideways easily as I enjoy his

much, Mr.

coke

much pain he can’t talk. With a bone held in

not?” I taunt him, “Worried you might get addicted to it? By the way, how did you know

coke with buffalo wings?”

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