Grand ma Scarlett POV

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The clock ticked it's ungodly hour. The hour of affliction. I slowly rise off the bed and took careful, calculated steps to the door. I twisted the door knob and made sure it didn't make a sound while I glance around with haughty eyes and shut it after me.

With tip toes I glided like an eel. The rest of the household were deeply asleep when I set out by this time. No one would guess I left my room or made it this far by the dead of the night.

The only soul to make it this far into this part of the Mansion was Ariel. That girl has strong intuition. She almost got into the room and what will become my fate when she finds him. The house would be alerted and a can of worms will be reopened.

I unlocked the door and walked into the room of my enemy-husband. A whiff smacked my nostril. The dirt and stench of the room makes bitter bile rise up in my throat. I desperately want to puke.

“Dirty old fool. This place smells like the bastard that you're. Wake up you filthy piss.” I