127 Lashing Out
Scarlett's POV
"No, thanks," Noticing Ava's stare | 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 | need to make sure | have a bed to sleep in for the night. | 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 | could say no, "Or you'd rather talk about our
deal here?"
"Seb..." Ava murmurs timidly as she approaches.
| swing off his hand, looking at him coldly to wait for his decision. I know what his decision would be. Ava knows
too. The only one who doesn't seem to know is him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAva nails her eyes on Sebastian, and he nails his on me. | leave. Love is a gbig enough for only two, and I no
longer want to play with them.
He is not stoppingthis time.
Alfred did a good job with Ava's room. He cleaned out all her traces. Almost like she has not lived here. To make
Fullers kept them.
A thick album with a unicorn on the pick cover - my taste when | was too young to see the distance in my
"parents' eyes". | put my finger on ¥25 BONUS
the cover, trying to decide whether to look at my most precious memory from when | hadn't found out the true
color of my family, or just burn it. "May | take a look?"
| close my eyes, and Sebastian pulls the album out from under my finger gently. He followedup. | know | can
upset Ava easily now, when Sebastian suddenly is hell-bent on maintaining our marriage; | know if | so much just
nod, | can have the man | have wanted for years, at least on the surface.
But it's just not the same.
He is not the boy who savedanymore. There is ten years of hatred between us. And I'm not that helpless
little girl either. | am too broken to even consider loving him again.
"You ditched Ava," | say as a statement, and going through the album, Sebastian quickly puts it down as he
explains almost in haste-
"I told her | need to keep a distance from her, that was all."
| turn around and look at him: "You think bullying her makeshappy?"
"Does it not?" He answers with a question.
"Is that why you are here? Sebastian Knight? You indulgedin wracking her room, you sat withon the
dinner table instead of her, and announcedas your wife in front of her. All to makehappy?"
"I did those things because they are the right things to do," Sebastian finally puts away that innocent smile, "I
can see that you are not happy, but | don't know why-"
"Because it shouts athow much you hated and tormented me!" | can't raise my voice when the sourness
kicks in, "It tellsthat you knew exactly what you were doing towhen you sat next to her on *25 BONUS
dinners, when you demandedto forgive when she broke MY stuff, and when you calledyour wife today
more than all the times you have done that in the past five years added! And now, you expectto be grateful
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthat you are doing right byafter you hurton purpose over and over again?!"
Sebastian freezes at my outburst, pain fills his eyes but I'm not feeling guilt. The pain he feels now is nothing
compared to what he has been doing to me. Where was he when | was in pain, waiting for him alone while he
was out there painting Ava as his mistress over my dignity?!
"I don't care what you are trying to do or why you are doing this," | tell him slowly, word after word, "I, don't,
want, you, anymore!"
He stands there with a hurtful look. He tries to say things but fails tafter time. | thought I finally pushed him
to his limit, so when he raised his hand | closed my eyes in fear.
Long silence.
When | finally look at him, he barely hides away the pain in his eyes. He sighs with a bitter smile, rubbing my
cheek gently with his thumb: "You have every right to hate me, and | deserve every word. So why are you crying,
silly?"
x
In the end, he left, leaving the album open to a page whereand Ava wore the sdress.