She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Keeping Me Sane Damian’s POV “What’s going on?” Oliver frowns in the direction of the bar.

He has been staring in that direction ever since Scarlett Fuller left.

He said he was into her, but I thought he was joking.

I mean, they barely knew each other.

Even if he is interested in her, it can only be so shallow.

“Nothing is going on, it’s a bar and she is an adult,” I tease him, “If you really are worried about her, maybe you should help me figuring out why she’s afriad of me.” I wouldn’t want such a random problem getting in the way of me getting to know her.

I mean, she’s likely a Vanderbilt.

“Maybe because you have been cold to her,” Oliver glares at me, “I mean, what’s that about? I would have doubted if you loved Alice if I didn’t know better.” Am I cold to her? I mean, except for the first time when I thought she bullied my Alice.

I guess I haven’t been exactly friendly to her, but it’s because I didn’t want to rush into anything.

“You never accused me of being cold to Ava.

Why?” I ask Oliver curiously, “I treats them in the same way.” “Ava is too smart to leave a conversation cold with any man who she deems valuable,” Oliver snorts condesendingly at me, “I can’t believe you are blind to that.” I frown, trying to think.

Oliver is right.

try to not expose my suspicious on their identity before I can be sure of anything, but Ava Fuller has been more than friendly to me, when Scarlett Fuller treats me as a

wants to put distance between us, for some

I realize the

“Let’s just say, if anyone knows her true color, it’s me,” Oliver smirks at me, “I had a crush on her too when we just met, and she was the sweetest girl until she learned about my parents.” Then he adds:

afford to hurt.” His words raise a gross taste

Please, don’t let Ava Fuller be

I don’t know what’s worse to forever condolence the image of a perfect daughter, or getting her back only to see her grown into an apple far

Alice wouldn’t have turned into a woman like Ava Fuller if we didn’t lose her…if

dashes out of the crowd, throwing herself onto the table and shouting before she can even see that her husband is

did,” I taunt her, and

Ohh.

things like this? Scarlett glares at me with tears in her purple eyes the eyes that look exactly

tone soft easily: “Hmm, what I mean is–” “Help!” Scarlett grabs my sleeve, begging in tears, “Lilith is in trouble! She’s your pet, no? You have to save her!” “Where is she?!” I grab her

abnormal noise! I

stumbles beside me,

Not really necessary.

getting louder with painful shouts