Chapter 12
She Approved the Split He Fell Apart
012 Soulless Sebastianâs POV I felt that something was off with her, now I know.
Itâs her loving eyes. She has been looking at me with obvious love in those eyes even before we were old enough to understand what love is, and she never hides that.
That love was still there even this morning, when she gave me the divorce papers. But now, that lively light is gone.
I could barely recognize her without it.
I feel like I lost something important. Itâs not supposed to be this way.
Her love has always been a bother to me. If she didnât love me, she wouldnât have blackmailed me, and I wouldnât have hated her. I wouldnât have been locked into a marriage I didnât want, and I would have been with Ava!
If she didnât love me, none of this would have happened. She would save Ava just like the sister she should be, and I would have been with Ava, just like how I wanted since the first time I met her.
But she did give her love to me. She gave it, and now she is taking it back. And I feel at a loss. Itâs not fair, âIâm sorry!â Anna bursts into a cry and catches all our attention. She is crying so much her clothes are damp, âI just want the family to be whole, Scar! Iâm sorry, but I.......I wanted you to all stay close, all of you!â
Scar cries quietly at Annaâs words. Her quiet crying stings me.
She doesnât even flinch when I mention divorce now, but her eyes redden at Annaâs tears. Deep down she is still the little girl who loves her mom, even though she is disappointed to the most today.
Her tears bring my reason back.
I never knew Scar looked at us that way. Thinking that we treat her as... a âblood vesselâ. Even thinking abou that phrase, Iâm sickened in my gut. As if we donât see her as a human being. As if we see her...as an object.
Thatâs not true... is it?
âI already said Iâm staying,â Scar says with an empty volce, as if her soul is no longer with her. Her tone lifeless like a doll, uttering words not from her heart, but programmed in her, âI wonât leave the city, and I -will come if she needs my blood. Anything else?â
H Jack Fuller takes a long sigh, â...we could have done this the easy way...â
Scarlets out a faint mocking laugh.
âIâm sorry I burst the bubble of lies, and sorry I canât play a loving family,â Scar looks at her family, one after another, skipping me, âBut isnât it nicer this way? You get everything you want from me, and you no longer need to fake a smile facing me.â
Her soul is gone, as is the love in her eyes.
12 1112 Suulers +25 BONUS Even Jack failed to answer this time. He hugs Ava tighter into his chest, and Anna melts to the ground. Scar looks Anna into the floor, but she is not going over. Not to help, nor to comfort. If Anna lied to Scar, then I can imagine Scar reacting this way. She hates being lied to. Ever since she found out about the biggest lie in her life: that she was adopted.
It was a bomb on Ava, too I think thatâs when the two sisters went their separate ways.
I have always felt righteous to hate her. She forced my hand when I didnât love her. She could have saved Ava but she demanded a price.
She has been donating blood for Ava so much that I felt like she was stealing from Ava when she refused us, that one time, five years ago. How could she suddenly refuse to help, when it had become so natural that we would think âWhen Ava gets hurt, Scar is there to donate bloodâ?
I saw it right to punish her request. I saw it natural to not love her.
Am I wrong?
If I see her not as a blood vessel, but as a human being, would I be demanding her help for free without feeling guilty...or at least, with gratitude? Would I hate her, just because she demanded something for herself, in exchange for giving something that was rightfully hers?
âCan I go now?â She mumbles. This time no one answers.
I canât look at this Scar in the eyes right now, and she doesnât let me. She passes me as if I donât exist, and left quietly.