Arabella’s point of view.

A loud bang on my door disturbed my peaceful sleep, I reached for my pillow and covered my ears as I tried to go back to sleep.

But unfortunately, someone is against me and doesn’t want me to sleep.

Another louder bang came and I was forced to open my eyes, I sat up and threw a malicious glare towards the door, wishing my glare would just send whoever is behind that door six feet under.

Anger was still boiling in me, until I took a whiff of the scent coming from the door and I realized it’s Arthur.

I gritted my teeth and balled my...