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.”

the coke away. Yes, the jerk got it, but the coke was innocent. I shouldn’t have lashed

It’s all on him!

devil who single–handedly ruined my dinner, and

wing!

words out

of chicken in his fingers,

right. That’s how spicy works. Never experienced it in your life, and you can just suddenly get it. I roll my eyes, put down my fork, and look at him, a taunting smile on my lips: “You surrender now, I’ll take that hot trouble off your hand, along with the ice

in a very arrogant

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

pain does make me

my elbow on the table, my fist supporting my head so I can

enjoy your new experience very much, Mr. Knight,”

from curving up, “the ice coke puts the

can’t talk. With a bone held in his hand, he stares at me as

you might get addicted to it? By the way, how

coke with buffalo wings?”

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