I can't comprehend for a moment. Just stare as Agnor is lounging on a couch with a book in his hand while Ariel is standing a step away from him as though sneering down at him.
They both turn to me. Ariel looks devoid of any expression. Agnor is sitting there with a calm that screams he isn't afraid of anything.
“What are you two doing here?” I ask quietly, hand curling tightly around the doorknob from the tension that clings to me.
“What do you think?” Ariel asks, crossing her arms. A smirk curls on her lips as she moves close to me.
“Maybe I'm trying to steal your new husband,” she whispers.
“Why? Did Asher fail to satisfy you or is it in your nature to be a b***h?” I ask, venom lacing my tone.
“Aww, it's so easy to rile you up. Try breathing exercises. It’s good for the baby” She
