Victoria Bella Volkov;
The drive to the house was cold. After they heated arguments we didn't talk again till we drove into the house. We both went upstairs at the same time, I was taking off my earrings before it all became overwhelming.
"Why didn’t you tell me your family had history with the Arlingtons?" I demanded, my voice shaking as tears threatened to spill.
"What are you talking about? You’re angry over some random family?" he snapped, his tone defensive.
"They’re not just some random family! No family is random. You, your family—every single one of you—is rotten to the core!"
"Then deal with it," he growled, his eyes cold. "You married me, didn’t you?"
"You don’t get it, do you?" I said, my voice breaking as I stared at him, my chest heaving with anger and pain.
"What are y
