127 Lashing Out

Scarlett’s POV

“No, thanks,” Noticing Ava’s stare I add, “I have to go and guard my plunder.”

Jack Fuller left the table when Ava teared up at her prince gulping in sweat. Anna Fuller sat through the dinner with us, mostly out of manner before she left the moment she was allowed to.

But not Ava. She stayed, and apparently, she had words for him, too.

It’s been a long day, and I need to make sure I have a bed to sleep in for the night. I wouldn’t be too surprised if Ava bought Alfred to mess up the room instead of cleaning.

“I’ll walk you to your room then,” He offers jokefully, adding before I could say no, “Or you’d rather talk about our deal here?”

murmurs timidly as

decision. I know what his decision would be. Ava knows too. The only one

is a game big enough for only two, and I no

not stopping me

has not lived here. To make me feel at home maybe, he even moved some of the old things in from the attic. I’m actually surprised that the

a unicorn on the pick cover — my taste when I was

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to decide whether to look at my most precious memory from when I hadn’t found out the true color

take a

Ava easily now, when Sebastian suddenly is hell–bent on maintaining our marriage; I know if I so much just nod,

just not

anymore. There is ten years of hatred between us. And I’m not that

I say as a statement, and going through the album, Sebastian quickly

keep a distance from her, that was

and look at him: “You

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