Arthur's Point of View
I was taken aback when I saw Sia at my place, her eyes welling up with tears as we argued. I was filled with rage, wondering why she had returned when Margaret and I had rekindled our relationship. Why was she messing with my mind and heart? I was ready to enter my house when she grabbed my hand, and I didn't notice her touch.
Margaret looked at me, and I felt bad seeing her. I pushed away from Sia's touch and resisted the urge to react. I stepped into the home and requested that they shut the door behind me.
"Why was she here?" Margaret inquired.
"I don't know, maybe to reconcile?"
Margaret had already cooked our dinner when I went upstairs to change my clothes. Before walking back downstairs, I decided to take a look at the balcony and noticed Sia's car wa
