Ariana’s POV
“Is it the deed you’re talking about, Mother?” I asked, and she nodded in response, her eyes both enthusiastic and bitter at the same time.
“I already asked him where, or at least to give me a glimpse of it—but he didn’t. It’s like he only trusts himself with it, and that’s what sets me on edge,” Mother said.
Little did she know, I already had the deed in my possession. Initially, my plan was to come straight and deliver it to her like a present.
But the kiss—combined with the series of suspicious things she had done before—made me reconsider.
“I believe maybe he’d talk in time. Probably he’s trying to… think well or something,” I said, but Mother’s expression turned even more sour as she frowned.
“If that was the case, Ariana, he’d have made it clear. From what I gat
