Arabella's POV:
I saw the pain in his eyes as he asked me what I want to know about him.
I realized how hard it is to him to open up to someone. But I needed answers. I can't spend my life with someone I don't know anything about.
He knows everything about me, so I should know everything about him too. That's what marriage is all about. To share everything with each other, good or bad.
"Tell me about your mother." I finally decided to answer his question. I saw him inhale and closing his eyes. He was in pain. The mention of his mother tear him apart. It broke my heart, but I needed to know.
"As you know my mother was killed when I was 10 years old." I took hold of his hand and drew circles on the back of his hand intending to calm him down. "My father had a lot of enemies, because he
