Abigail Has Commited Suicide

••• Arabella’s POV ••• “Good morning, Arra…” Max kissed me the moment I woke from my slumber. I blinked and saw that he had changed and worn a crisp white shirt and a pair of black pants, looking ready to do his business for the day. He must have finished getting ready and was waiting for me to wake up… “Morning, Max…” I greeted him back, stretched my body, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I was standing in front of the full-length mirror to check my appearance, Max stood behind me and caressed the spot on my neck where his mark should be. I stared at him through the mirror and knew he was thinking the same as I did - what happened last night had left us with a twinge of unpleasantness. “Let’s go down and have breakfast,” he said softly. “We’ll ask Rosa about our marks or lack thereof.” I nodded, and he took my hand to lead me out of the bedroom. When we reached the staircase, we heard shouting coming from the kitchen area. “You stupid fool!” Rosa yelled in frustration.