When George asked me to leave, I knew there had to be something behind it.There was just no way in the world he would want me to leave. He definitely had sinister intentions. 

"Victoria, you heard me. Leave. Now." He insisted gravely.

Perplexed, I went upstairs, packed the little things I returned from my dad's apartment with, and returned downstairs. Maria didn't say a word to me either or even looked my way.

Their silence actually said a lot because I was used to them barking like dogs all the time, but now, I felt like I had been thrown into the dark.

When my dad's driver arrived, he looked...