Ariel’s P.O.V. (Continued)

“He is your mother’s cousin, not her real brother,” he argued, and I huffed this time.

“He is more family than anyone else to me, Winston, and you know this. Even if he is not my mother’s real brother, he was there for me when none of my real family members were.” I argued, but my anger started rising with every word coming out of my mouth.

“Even on our wedding day when I was poisoned, he was the only one who was worried for my life, no one else from that so-called family of mine.” My whole body trembled hard when I stopped.

My breathing was...