“You heard me. This house is mine.”
Ariana blinked slowly, her expression neutral. She didn’t believe him. She had lived with Dennis for so long that she knew that he was a natural liar.
She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. “I can’t believe you’re still like this.” She whispered, more to herself than him but it still didn’t go unheard by him.
He frowned for a moment then, it quickly changed into a scoff. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me.” He sighed and suddenly held his finger up, telling her to wait for him.
He turned his back and walked into the house, heading for the document in his drawer. Pulling it out, he gripped it like his life depended on it. Then, he hurried out, ready to land the final blow.
Ariana stood impatiently at the front door, wondering what trump
