Arya's POV
I let out a surprised scream that blended in softer waves with hers as she fell down the stairs as if some magic had pushed her somewhere and it was only when she hit the floor hard that I understood what she was doing.
I scoffed, my mouth suddenly feeling bitter and irritated as I stared down at her.
I never knew she was this insecure. It made me pity her all over again as I watched Nathan rush to her and Louis slowly wheeled himself into the room, his gaze holding so much hatred and disgust as he stared at me.
I should get used to getting this look from him every single time Fiona framed me for doing something I didn't do but each time only hurts more than the last. This time also hurts but I refused to show my pain or any emotions at all.
"Are you okay?" I heard Louis c
