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.”

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

It’s all on him!

at the devil who single–handedly ruined my dinner, and in shock, I freeze as he reaches

wing!

I hiss at him, squeezing words out of my clenched teeth

the poor, unappreciated piece of chicken in his fingers, “it doesn’t mean I won’t like

roll my eyes, put down my fork, and look at him, a taunting smile on my lips:

a very arrogant

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

pain does make

head so I can sit sideways easily as I enjoy his

like you enjoy your new experience very much, Mr. Knight,” I try really hard,

“the ice coke puts the oil on fire, try

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

I taunt him, “Worried you might get addicted to it? By the way, how did you

coke with buffalo wings?”

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