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 fist, of course, it's him because no one would bang on my door like a mad dog -I growled mentally.
I was so ready to storm over and beat him black and blue, but then last night's event replayed in my head and my face heated up as
