ARIANA'S POV
“When I see that b***h of a stepsister you have,” she began, her voice sharp and biting. “I’m going to rip her hair right out of her skull.”
I blinked, a bit stunned by her bluntness. I could feel the storm swirling within her. She glanced at me and then flashed a sweet but deadly smile. “No offence.”
“None taken,” I replied, forcing up a thin smile that barely reached my eyes. Kaiser, who was walking beside her, let out a low chuckle.
As we stepped inside the house, the sound of Rylee’s crutch clicking against the floor filled the silence of the living room. I held her arm tightly as I gently guided her inside.
Before we could reach the stairs, the door to the dining room opened and Julian and my stepsister emerged. Mr. Julian’s sharp gaze flicked between the three of
