Seb moved closer, closing the space between them, his face buried in the crook of her neck, his breath fanning her, "Tell me something Scar, why do you hate me so much?" Seb asked, his voice was low and laced with pain.

At first, Scar was distracted by how close they were, eventually, his words sank in and took Scar by surprise, he was accusing her of hating him, was he for real, her rage surfaced and she clenched her fists feeling the urge to hit him.

'How dare he? He seriously has the audacity to accuse me of that?! Since I started working here he has been nothing but...