SCARLETT BLACKSTONE
Bella glared at me, her eyes blazing with fury. She was seriously mad, gripping my arm like it was a lifeline. I met her gaze and tried to pull my arm away, hoping she would loosen her hold.
“Have you lost your mind, Bella?” I said with a chill in my voice. “This is going to leave my arm all bruised up.”
“Who do you think you are, Scarlett, to speak to our family like that?” Bella shot back, fuming.
“I talked to you like usual, so why are you here acting all wild?” I asked, feeling pretty frustrated.
She gave me a smirk, checked me out from head to toe, and said, “You think you’re someone special, huh, Scarlett? In that fancy dress, you looked adorable, but don’t forget your place…just the unwanted daughter who should be hiding away in that little room at the bac
