Chapter 46:

That night, Arya couldn't sleep, she kept rolling on her bed, glancing at the wall countless times. Her phone chimed countless times, she switched it off. She was already dealing with an injured leg, she couldn't deal with friends either.

That didn't make her a bad person, because she would just call them back, Devon, he was never here with her. He wasn't even at home.

She grasped the clutches beside her and made to walk outside the room, letting out a gentle sound so the butler wouldn't hear her. Gently, she tiptoed over to a room. It was dark in there so she had to switch on the lights.

"Oh. My. God." She breathed in, letting her crutches lead the way, the room was basically empty with a few paintings and some mugs, she moved closer, crouching her brows.

It was the same picture she saw in his room the other day, Except this time. The woman was sitting down elegantly on a black sofa, her hands stretched out to two little boys, their hair was literally the same cut, the both had a fro