Diana's POV
"To what?!" He was losing his patience.
"To r**e me"
I looked through my blurry eyes to see him looking calm again. I wanted him to not know. To be shocked. To deny. I wanted it so desperately. But now I knew. Before knowing I slapped Rafael hard across his face and ran out of the sitting room to his room.
I hate him. So much. I went upstairs to my-er- his room. I sat in front of the door and cried, quite literally, the Bow River. Why me was the question that kept running through my mind.
My crying abruptly came to a halt when I heard yelling downstairs. And was I surprised that it was Rafael? No, definitely not.
I glanced at my phone and saw that it was 10:00 am. He was supposed to be at work by now.
Bang. Bang. I was ripped out of my thoughts and scared at the
