Drama

Chapter Thirteen – Drama.

Epic. Just epic. Arya sat at the living room of the Wade’s mansion as even if it was as epic as the word, the argument happening on the first day of her marriage was more epic.

She couldn’t calm her sister down, she could never. And Selena kinda needed someone to keep her in check. She wasn’t even apologetic when she and her mother walked home.

And when they arrived at the mansion, they saw the car had a dent. She couldn’t drive. Her mother hoped it wasn’t a human she hit or that person was as good as dead.

“What’s going on?” someone walked into the house and asked.

Arya jumped to her feet but chilled when she saw it was the cousin that had stood in for Damien at the court wedding. He had left them there, hurrying for a important appointment.

“Selena drove the car home alone. Since you took the other, mother and I, with the butler had to walk home.” She explained with a flat tone.

He blinked twice then placed his hands on his waist. “Why did she do tha