Chapter 15

ARIANA’S POV

I was prepared to bolt from the venue after slapping Emily but my mom pulled me back and held my hand tightly.

“You will not ruin this party for me”, she whispered harshly into my ears.

It was later I noticed that all eyes were on us and the paparazzis were clicking away, taking pictures and flashing their blinding lights.

I tried to control the tears threatening to drip from my eyes.

When the attention had dispelled a little, my dad came to my side and pulled me away roughly headed for privacy.

“What was the meaning of that Ariana?” He demanded, when we were alone.

I raised my chin in defiance, determined not to allow him to bully me. “Why did you have to give a complete stranger Flora's wristwatch?”

“Oh young woman, I'm asking the questions tonight”, he said gruffly.

“I begged for that wristwatch Father, but you and Mother vehemently refused to give it to me”, I responded curtly.

“Your sister had died! And all you could think was asking for her stuff”, he yelled at m