I saw the worry on Sebastian's face as he rushed toward me. For a moment, I thought I was about to be saved—until Ethan started crying.
"Sebastian, my mom is in so much pain. Please help her!"
Sebastian's outstretched hand froze in midair. He looked at me for a long moment, then—without hesitation—turned and walked away.
"Juliana, it's just a fall. You've been through worse. You're used to hardship. But Isabella… she's not."
Just one step. That was all it would've taken. Just a slight bend at the waist, and he could've lifted me up.
But even then, he chose to leave me behind.
"Sebastian, come back…"
The pain made it impossible to shout. All I could do was squeeze out a weak, broken plea.
He never once looked back.
Ethan, nestled safely in his arms, turned and spit at me.
I was in
