Arabella's POV
I wanted to run and get out of his room, but it felt like someone had cemented my feet on the floor. I watched the woman curl her arms around Tyler's waist as he looked at me, and I was hoping my fiance would push her away, but it didn't happen; and I wanted to shout and curse Ty, but my mouth felt so dry, and it feels like I have lost my ability to speak.
"Who is she, Tyler? And what is this woman doing in your room?" The woman asked, but Ty turned mute, and I couldn't stop watching her beautiful face. Her porcelain skin complimented her beauty, and she had shiny black hair, and her deep blue eyes looked daggers at me, and I wondered who she could be in his life; I thought Ty was different, but he was not different from Matthew, and I realized men are all the same.
