“I can't believe you are talking about the will at your dad's funeral, did you even care about him at all or are you just happy he is dead?” She said with a devilish smirk.
The crowd gasped around us, their eyes landing on me filled with accusations.
“We both know the truth here, I would never want my father dead.” I shot back, but my voice was weak and trembling.
“I'm sure you had something to do with his sudden sickness and death.” she retorted
My blood boiled, and my vision turned red. Without thinking I lunged forward and slapped her hard across the face.
Aliya flung back and crumbled onto the floor, screaming for attention. It was all a blur of movement as Cain appeared in front of me and hit me hard on my face.
I stumbled back, my cheeks stinging with pain.
“How dare you?” He growled. “Why would you hit Aliya like that?”
Tears rolled down my face as I stared at my husband. He rushed back and lifted Aliya off the ground gently.
His eyes landed on me with spite before he walked out of the room with her.
My heart broke as I watched them leave, cameras flashing in my face as people murmured around me.