Chapter 15

Arabella’s point of view I breathe out in relief, then turned to Arthur after a few minutes. “He said you should invite me inside for dinner and I happen to be particularly hungry” he touched his stomach to prove his words. “Aren’t you gonna invite me in?” he asked. “Never” I growled in his face. He stared at my face for a very brief moment, then laughed and shook his head. “She’s scared of what I might say in there” he voiced my thoughts. “What are you doing here? Didn’t Daphne tell you and mom I’m okay?” I asked, changing the topic quickly. He coughed lightly to clear his throat, tucked his hands in his pockets and kept a straight face. “You can’t blame me for coming here and I never wanted to come, mom forced me” he answered. I scoffed. “Liar, I could hear your very loud voice from inside” He was ready to tear this place down if I didn’t come out, yeah I know he’s no match for Wymond but I don’t think he would have given up so easily -now he’s denying he wasn’t here for me. What a p